Alex spotted the sign for Pollock’s Clinic. But Rowan was driving fast, and it flashed past before Alex could take a proper look.
No problem—he planned to buy a house here anyway. If he ever felt unwell, he’d go to Pollock’s Clinic. Of course, he’d time his visits for when Aitana was there.
He could use the same slow, steady approach Joaquin used—show up often, make his presence felt, and pursue Aitana step by step.
With his background, Alex felt the Pollock family would naturally like him. As for Joaquin—he’d just have to step aside.
Aitana didn’t even like Joaquin. They’d known each other far longer, and if she had feelings for him, they would’ve been together already.
Alex also knew Aitana’s colleague and classmate didn’t like that male classmate either.
“This street is really lively,” Rowan observed. “Companies, schools, residential areas—everything’s here.”