I wondered why Atticus was going to such lengths to help me when we didn't know each other well. It had to be more than it seemed.

Yet, I couldn't figure out his motive. What could he gain from assisting a small, relatively unknown company like mine?

He studied me for a moment and then chuckled. "You're unsure, aren't you? Consider it a repayment for the favor you did for me before. I don't like having debts to anyone, especially not to a woman."

"In the professional world, Mr. Atticus, don't treat me like just a woman!" I replied half-jokingly.

"You? Not a woman?" He laughed heartily. "Who could ever think otherwise?"

After a laugh, he added, "Don't dwell on it too much. This is a small matter, hardly worth mentioning compared to the favor you did for me. Besides, you'll cover the wages, so I think it's a fair exchange. This industry isn't that big, after all. Let's support each other."

"Alright! Thank you, Mr. Atticus! I'll remember your kindness. If there's anything I can do f