Part-160

  As they tio walk through the market, they found themselves talking more and more. They discovered shared is, shared dislikes, and even a few shared memories. It was as if they had always been friends, destio cross paths.

  Toya asked James, "How’s your iigation going? Have you guys uncovered any new leads?"

  James nodded, "Yeah, we’ve found out that the owner of the Mobile World shop might be involved."

  Toya’s eyes narrowed in thought. "I suspected him too. That man seems capable of something like this. Looks like I’ll o report this to my father."

  Toya's father oli, just like James's.

  But James quickly interjected, "Please don’t. Let us dig a little deeper first."

  He hesitated, sidering whether to tell her about their suspis regarding their uppercssman Alex, knowing Toya’s nature, she might front him directly, which could plicate things.

  Toya wasn’t vinced. "Do you really think I’m going to stay quiet while someone uses my grandmother’s identity to scam others? This could bring disgray family."

  James persisted, "I’m asking you to trust us and give us more time. Please."

  Toya sighed, clearly frustrated but willing to give him a ce. "Fine, but only this time. I’m giving you one week. If you ’t solve it by then, I’m going to my father."

  James grinned, relieved. Theeased, "Thanks. But you know, you sound like yiving me a deadli my family over for marriage talks, or you’ll move on."

  Toya’s eyes narrowed into a cold gre. James quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I won’t joke about that again. Promise."

  As they talked, James realized that Toya was actually quite iing. She was intelligent, witty, and had a strong sense of justice.

  By the time they left the market, their initial animosity had faded, repced by a sense of camaraderie. They had found a on ground, a e that transded their differences.

  As they walked away from the market, Toya turo James and said, "You know, you're not as bad as I thought."

  James smiled. "I know," he replied. "But you're not as bad as I thought either."

  As they tinued walking, Toya turo James with a serious expression. "But that doesn't mean I approve of your methods," she said. "Violence isn't the ao everything."

  James was taken aback by her sudden ge of tone. "Why do you always think that fighting back is violence?" he asked, his voice filled with fusion.

  Toya hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with a hint of sadness. But then, she returo her usual cold indifference. "It's getting te," she said, dismissing the topic. "I have to go now."

  James felt a pang of disappoi. He had hoped that their versation would lead to a deeper uanding, but it seemed that Toya was unwilling to share her thoughts oter.

  As he watched Toya walk away, a sense of sadness washed over him. He khat she was hiding something, a deep-seated pain that she wasn't willing to reveal. He could see it in her eyes, a flicker of sadhat was quickly masked by her usual indifference.

  James khat he couldn't force her to open up. But he also khat he couldn't let her gh this alone. He would be there for her, ready to listen whenever she was ready to talk.

  However, James didn’t realize he was thinking this way. Toya looked so adorable that he was caught up in his thoughts, failing to notice just how beautiful she seemed to him at that moment.

  As he walked home that evening, James couldn't shake the feeling that he had failed. He had wao help Toya, to uand her pain. But she had pulled away, leaving him feeling helpless.