A Cue For Happiness

His tone was sharp and cold as he looked at her with his profound, unfathomable eyes.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. You have a busy schedule.” With a smile, Natalie blinked and continued, “Do the Bowerses not have any other chauffeurs? Perhaps—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Samuel replied in a low voice, “No.”

“H-How is this possible?”

“Ms. Nichols, judging by your question, do you think that I’m lying?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Deep down, she knew that the atmosphere would be even more awkward if she rejected his offer. Reluctant to argue with him, she turned around and headed to the front passenger seat.

After closing the door, she could not control herself from speculating Samuel’s thoughts. He’s either blind or filled with evil intentions to have a close relationship with Yara!

in thoughts, she felt his muscular body getting closer to her, shortening the

his lustrous gaze on her as he continued

had the previous night. Simmering with anger,

his eyes and buckled the seat

swirled inside Natalie. She grabbed the seat belt in her hand tightly as if she

satisfied with her reaction when he saw that he had roused her

a jam as it was rush

on her hand, she glanced out of the window as she seldom played with her phone in the car. All of a sudden, Samuel’s phone rang and

of a man could be heard on

that the caller was a man, she lost the mood to be

eavesdropped on them patiently. To her disappointment, all they were talking about was work. Up to this point, she

general manager of a branch office responsible for their

she were to expose

his guards up against me? Is he assuming that a coroner like