Chapter 747 She's Allergic

Leonard raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes. Was there also a touch of delight? Having spent so much time with him in the past, I could still catch the smallest shifts in his expression. But I couldn't figure out what exactly he found amusing. I turned my head away, annoyed at myself for even asking the question earlier. Whatever his motivations were—whether it was for Swanson's connections or something else—it had nothing to do with me. His decisions were his own, and I had no reason to care. Just as I was about to steer the conversation elsewhere, his voice broke the silence. "I don't always approach relationships with an agenda," he said softly, almost wistfully. "At least I didn't do that with my first love. Back then, I was sincere." His tone carried a hint of sadness, almost as if he was mourning something lost. I opened my mouth to respond but closed it again. What was there to say? He wasn't lying—those early days, when he wasn't yet the p