Chintya was all dressed up in a knee-length tight white dress and flawless makeup. In her hand was a large box containing Nathan's favorite meal - a medium rare steak from the expensive restaurant they used to frequent when they were colleagues.

Her luxury car drove smoothly towards Nathan's mansion. Throughout the journey, Chintya kept repeating the dialogue in her mind, strategizing how to make today's visit seem "coincidental" and not pushy.

"I'm just dropping by. Isn't it wrong to bring food for an old friend?" she muttered with a small smile.

Arriving at the mansion, Chintya descended confidently. Her steps were steady, her smile sweet, even though inside her...