"If there's nothing else to discuss, we can end things here for today."
Mia Grant stood up.
Miss White stared at her for a few seconds, then called out to stop her.
"You're really so much like him."
"Actually, it wasn't just your face that I found familiar. It was more your overall demeanor—it felt uncannily familiar."
"Especially the way you're acting now, pushing me away. He was the exact same way."
"What I said earlier… I was half-testing you, half-serious."
"I'm one of the few women in my family. I've known since birth that an arranged marriage was my destiny."
"So, I started pursuing Silas Grant back in college."
"At first, it was genuine affection. He's truly captivating. I doubt you've ever seen him give a speech at the university."
"With those mixed-heritage looks, and being so gentlemanly and polite, it was hard not to fall for him."
"But after he turned me down so many times, the passion just… fizzled out."
