THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET
she said, a bright smile lighting up her face like a child on a sunny day.
“You seem much better now,” I observed, noticing the lightness in her demeanor.
“Yes,” she replied, a spark in her eyes, “with a new job on the horizon, I’d rather not dwell on the past.”
Her upbeat attitude warmed the atmosphere around us, and I couldn’t help but smile back.
Today, she had clearly made a different choice in her outfit compared to yesterday’s wear.
“You’re dressed differently today,” I commented, raising an eyebrow playfully.
“Of course! I wanted to show you that there’s more to me than meets the eye,” she said, a hint of mischief in her voice.
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