“Mr. Robles, this young man here has great taste. This is the BMW M8; it outperforms..."

"I don't need to hear that chicken chatter. Find someone else to present it," Sanford interjected, his tone icy

Lily felt her face flush with embarrassment; her voice always trembled, and back in school, people would mockingly compare it to a hen's cackle.

But being publicly humiliated by such an attractive man intensified her shame.

“Remy! Lily pleaded, asking for help.