Chapter 379
Andrew replied calmly, “Simon has always had issues with me, so I’m not surprised he brought me up. I’m guessing he complained about me to Cedric and you?”
“He didn’t complain because I wouldn’t let him speak ill of you,” Francesca answered awkwardly. “He just asked if you were the reason I wouldn’t be with himf, and what our relationship was like.”
Andrew found himself momentarily at a loss for words. Looking at Francesca’s innocent face, he smiled and asked, “So what do you think about all this?”
Francesca stammered, caught off guard by his directness. “W–What do you
mean?”
“I’m asking what you think about the situation. We could use this to help solve your problem with Simon,” Andrew clarified with a gentle laugh.
Francesca turned away, pretending to look at the riverside scenery to hide her flustered expression. Her heart was racing as she tried to calm her breathing.
Andrew explained carefully, “You misunderstand. I’m not asking if you have feelings for me. In fact, I have an idea that might help stop Simon from pursuing you.‘
Francesca’s eyes lit up with curiosity. “Tell me! If it can help me deal with Simon, I’d be so grateful.”
Andrew hesitated before continuing, “Hear me out completely before deciding. It’s just a temporary solution.”
Francesca nodded eagerly, saying, “Go on! You’re much smarter than me; surely you great idea.”
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Andrew replied, “You can tell Simon that you and I are seeing each other, and that Mr. Aicker approves. He might be angry at first, but having no hope might help him move on.”
Francesca pretended to glare at Andrew. “Why do I feel like you’re taking advantage of this situation?”
Andrew quickly backtracked. “If you feel that way, just forget I suggested it!”
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Then, Francesca broke into a smile. “No, I think it’s a good plan. Simon is 33 now–it’s time for him to find someone else. Once he gets over me, Grandpa can belp him find a suitable match, and everything will work out.”
Andrew smiled back. “I’m glad I could help!”
Francesca looked at him with a gentle gaze. “Andrew, thank you. You really are kind. I was feeling down earlier, but talking with you has brightened my mood.”
Andrew joked lightly, “My help usually comes with a price, you know.”
To his surprise, Francesca puffed out her chest, her tone both bold and playful. “Fine! Go ahead and name your price and I’ll see to it that you’re compensated. I’ll even let Lauren know I’m giving it to you willingly. I promise not to complain or cause any trouble, and I’ll even pur it in writing and sign it!”
Andrew nearly spat out his coffee. He could not help but think to himself: It was not the innocent–looking ones with killer curves you should fear–it was the ones who played coy and knew exactly what they were doing.
The evening breeze swept across the riverside, bringing with it a refreshing mist from the
water.
