Business School.
Easton first met Miss Pamela Edwards when they were both students.
Tyrone had given Easton a task: get close to Pamela and find out more about the Edwards family.
Easton often felt like a pawn, shuffled around to wherever he was most useful.
“Thank you…” Pamela’s books slipped from her arms, and Easton quickly bent down to help her gather them.
Pamela gave him a warm smile. “Are you from England?”
Easton nodded.
Pamela extended a hand. “I’m Pamela. And you?”
“Easton.” He shook her hand in return.
At the sound of his name, Pamela’s eyes widened in surprise. “Easton? As in the heir to Lynch Corporation?”
Easton feigned mild shock. “You’ve heard of me?”
Pamela nodded again. “My father mentioned you were studying here. That’s actually why he sent me. Honestly, I wasn’t planning on coming to study in Italy.”
Pamela seemed refreshingly open, laying everything out within minutes of meeting. “But my father believes the business scene in Harboridge City is declining, and that growing alone isn’t the best strategy for the future. The Edwards family needs to build alliances—and you, Easton, are the ideal candidate.”
She didn’t try to hide the truth. Her father and brother wanted her to contribute to the family, perhaps by forging a marriage alliance with the Lynches.
Tyrone was gone, and now Easton had stepped up as the unlikely dark horse of the Lynch family.
“I’m the daughter of Edwards Group—you’ve probably heard of me. If you’re interested in the idea of an alliance, we can get to know each other.” Pamela’s handshake was confident, her smile genuine.
Easton was a little taken aback. He hadn’t expected Pamela to be this straightforward.
He’d imagined that if the Edwards family was as calculating as rumors suggested, then Pamela would be just as sly. But so far, she was direct, almost disarmingly honest.
“Alright…” Easton nodded.
“Honestly, I think Easton does have feelings for you. He wants you to take responsibility,” Alicia said sympathetically.
Winnie slumped onto the sofa, looking utterly defeated. “This is a disaster… I should probably just get married as soon as possible.”
She truly didn’t want any entanglement with Easton. To her, he was just a younger brother—nothing more.
“Winnie, you don’t have to rush into marriage because of this. Just talk to Easton—he’s not the type to cling on stubbornly…” Alicia said, her own expression troubled. She feared this would only lead to heartbreak for both of them.
“I’ll try…” Winnie nodded.
She figured she’d see if she could have a normal conversation with Easton. If he could act like nothing had happened, that would be the best outcome.
That evening, Easton returned home with Winnie’s favorite desserts.
But Winnie kept her distance, avoiding him at every turn.
Disheartened, Easton quietly placed the treats in the fridge and texted her a reminder not to forget them.

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