"I had fun chatting with you today, but it's a pity we didn’t share a glass of wine."

In the end, Alistair walked her out. "Would you be free to have a meal, Miss Quirke?"

Andrea hesitated for a moment and thought, ‘We just had a pleasant conversation just now. Plus, Alistair is indeed very attractive, and his influence is enough to rival the Lawrence family…’

A twisted desire rose in her heart.

In the beginning, she wanted Wendy to be the young wife of the Lawrence family so that she could ride on her coattails.

‘Now that such a good opportunity is right in front of me, why shouldn’t I be the one to climb to the top?’

Thus, Andrea finally agreed and made an appointment with him.

Alistair watched her leave as his expression gradually darkened.

‘The Quirke family is close to the Lawrence family. Andrea is someone who can be useful!’

According to his observation, he believed that Wendy must have some leverage over her.

If he could not control Andrea with persuasion, he would g