Half an hour later, they arrived at the City Garden Neighborhood, where Audrey lived. Bryson drove his black Bentley Mulsanne to the underground parking lot.

Audrey was asleep against the back of the chair, showing no sign of waking up.

Bryson stopped the car. He was not in a hurry to wake her up. His dark eyes were fixated on Audrey, in which there was a flash of light.

He unfastened his seat belt, one arm crossing Audrey, and put on the armrest on her right. He was close to her.

He lowered his head slowly, his breath on her face, and his lips getting closer and closer.

In the end, he stopped, with his lips just a centimeter away from hers.

If he continued to move forward, their lips could touch.

However, he did not continue.

The car was flooded with ambiguous feelings.

Audrey felt something strange. She frowned, and with her eyelids trembling, she opened her eyes.

Then, she saw through the car window. It was the parking lot of the City Garden Neighborhood.

And Bryson was sitting in the driver's seat beside her with a calm face.

She was a little confused.

'Was it my illusion? I felt someone's breath close to me, and it lingered around my nose.'

"You're awake?" Bryson whispered in a slightly hoarse voice.

...

Audrey realized that she fell asleep.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Audrey looked embarrassed.

She didn't expect to fall asleep in Bryson's car.

"I just parked!"

"Alright!" Audrey unfastened her seat belt and said, "Thank you for driving me home, Mr. Bryson."

Then, she opened the door and got off.

She planned to watch Bryson leave before she went home. However, Bryson also opened the door and got out.

Then, locking the car doors, he was prepared to leave.

Audrey remained where she was.

Bryson, "You're not leaving?"

Audrey said, "You'll go upstairs with me? Mr. Bryson, it's okay. When I call Grandma later, I'll tell her that you sent me to the door."

man

Audrey didn't say anything.

The parking lot or the

had no choice but to ride

the floor where her apartment was, Audrey walked straight to

Bryson's phone rang.

it

Bryson, I'm home,"

your computer

"Okay."

must be

door for Bryson right

Bryson came in, she rushed in, picking up the underwear that she had taken from the balcony and put on the

the bedroom and turned it on, placing it

sitting on the

Bryson, who had long legs, couldn't stretch his legs when

looked at the screen and was

boot screen:

...

felt too ashamed to face

began working. And Audrey went to the kitchen, bringing him

"Here is your water."

"Thank you!"

Bryson was sending the information, Audrey

"Grandma, I'm home now."

escorted me to

the microphone and said to

the phone from Audrey with his

come back as soon as I'm done with something at

something else. Bryson

while Audrey stood at the side

They were alone...

Bryson was a workaholic. He was focused on his work. Right after

the

about to fasten his seat belt, his phone rang. Someone sent him

the screen

subordinate. Seeing the findings, Bryson narrowed his eyes, looking

Audrey Munn, Wendy Munn's half-sister and

...

the Cordova's. This day, Audrey spent the

almost noon when a

"Audrey!"

"What's up?"

at the door. She said

"Miss Alma?" Audrey frowned.

there was only one

but touch

I'll be

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