He had expected Lana to decline and make things difficult for him, but she didn't! What a nice girl!
After ending the call, Lana set her phone down, her gaze thoughtful.
'So, it wasn't really their decision…,' she mused. It was clear to her that someone powerful had intervened.
The Almond family had previously ordered the bank to reject her, and they would never willingly retract their command. Their pride wouldn't allow it.
That meant only one thing: someone stronger, perhaps an even greater influence, had stepped in on her behalf.
Her lips curved into a mischievous grin. "Heh… so my white moonlight is still looking out for me," she whispered, her eyes gleaming with amusement and warmth.
Mr. Crow, perched on her shoulder, gave an exaggerated flap of his wings.
"Or maybe you're overthinking again. Could be a secret admirer."
Lana burst into laughter. "Please! With my personality? Anyone who admires me probably hit their head too hard."
