A Moment in Destiny

“Thanks!” Rae Baxter smiled. The rock at the bottom of her heart was relieved, revealing a relieved smile. It was a smile that looked genuinely relaxed.

Inside the building, Marcel looked at Rae who was outside through the blinds. She was holding the phone and smiling radiantly.

That smile was from the heart, and it was dazzling.

Marcel faintly narrowed his eyes, frowned and slightly dulled his face. Hiding behind the blinds, he was being unpredictable.

Rae put down the phone and put the gift Marcel gave her inside her bag. She didn’t know what it was, but she didn’t think she should accept it. The gift was too abrupt, and their relationship hadn’t reached that point yet after all.

With her mind made up, Rae went to Marcel’s office during lunch when no one was looking. He happened to be there, and she placed the gift on the table.

Marcel frowned and looked over. His eyes lingered on the gift for a few seconds, then looked up at Rae. His eyes had questions, but he didn’t ask anything.

Rae was very prudish and said, “Thank you, Captain Hopkins. But I can’t accept this gift, I haven’t done anything to deserve it!”

Marcel leaned back and rested on the back of his chair. His demeanor was very gloomy, then his gaze fell on Rae’s face, looking very profound.

Rae subconsciously avoided his gaze and lowered her eyes, “I’ll head out first.”

She had already returned the gift, and she couldn’t control what Marcel would think, but she knew that she couldn’t let this be unclear between them.

“Aren’t you going to see what’s inside before you make a decision?”

Behind her was Marcel’s unhurried voice with a hint of sultriness that enticed the soul.

Rae’s body froze and she didn’t turn around. Her thin figure was seen in Marcel’s eyes. With a hint of arrogance, she said, “Thank you, Captain Hopkins. I’m not that curious!”

After saying that, she started to head out.

“Then I’ll save it for you, Rae!” Behind her, Marcel stared at her back and his certained tone sounded, “You’ll accept it, one day.”

Rae who had reached the door suddenly turned around and looked at Marcel. Without saying anything, she stood at the door and looked deeply at him, as if she wanted to peek at the thoughts deep down in his heart.

His actions were not like how a captain should behave.

Marcel’s eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes looked deep and there was even a hint of playfulness at the corners of his eyes, implying with a strong sense of confidence.

Rae got a little angry all of a sudden. She didn’t say anything, just turned around and walked out.

She decided to forget about the whole thing, including this morning where Marcel picked her up. She took it all as the captain’s sudden whim of action and had no meaning. As for her, she couldn’t be daydreaming about it.

In the afternoon, Marcel personally arranged people to go undercover at Joanna Salinas’s villa and the community’s security office. With eyes planted, it laid down groundwork for future investigation as well.

Marcel changed his mind and let Easton kept an eye on her

so the management was naturally not as strict and standardized as an upscale neighborhood. The stairs were open to the

Rae was a little

told her in the car, “Don’t worry. The situation that day

“Oh!”

present gifting situation, she

Marcel wasn’t. It was as if nothing had happened, and Rae was quite

was seven o’clock at night when they arrived, and there were more people going back and forth the stairs, so both

compartment. They were separated by the handbrake and the distance between them were far, yet Rae still subconsciously leaned on her side of the car door. Despite doing this, she still felt that the space was very small,

said to her, “Wait here for a while, I’ll be right

head quickly as she couldn’t wait for him

of the car and headed out. Rae didn’t know where he was going, so she sat

later, the car door opened from the outside and

and there were three big words

was the largest cake selling franchise in City B, and

She didn’t know whether to accept it

already stuffed the box in her hand, and got

Captain Hopkins!” Rae

me. I don’t want to keep you from eating your birthday cake because of overtime, and then to

touched originally, then a chill

doesn’t matter if I get to

own birthday. By celebrating Rae Baxter’s birthday, she only felt incomparably sad inside,

listening to your tone, you don’t seem to like birthdays very much.” Marcel’s tone sounded tentative. With the little understanding that he had of Rae, Marcel really couldn’t see through her. He just felt that she wasn’t as lively as the usual girls, nor was she stiff as an introverted girl. She seemed to be holding back something, perhaps an emotion or a personality,

lightly, her tone sounded sincere. How could she possibly tell others that she was living in place of

should be done open and aboveboard. But her father obviously couldn’t get tangible evidence, so she had to rely on her own efforts to get evidence on Leonard Baxter’s crime in order to avenge for her mother

Marcel looked at Rae who was holding the bag in her hand, but she didn’t seem to be in a hurry to open it. Weren’t girls usually eager to open it when they saw that it was

heard Marcel said, “It’s very rude to disappoint someone’s gesture,

for a moment, then calmed down shortly after. With a light smile, she opened the bag and saw the delicate-looking matcha cake inside, and politely thanked, “Thank you, Captain Hopkins. I’ll help

with a hint of teasing and self-deprecation in his tone, “Enjoy it. You didn’t want my gift and if you didn’t eat the cake as well, then I’ll think that I have a problem with my character, and it wasn’t pleasing you! Besides, eating some sweets

sounded a bit of a tease, but it was vaguely exuding care. Something Rae hadn’t felt in

this was care coming from

something that Rae wished for

going to do, but she knew that if he kept on going like this, she wouldn’t be able

tonight. It wasn’t a

bite at a time without looking up at

several times, and there was some kind of deep meaning

immediately said, “Let’s go! It’s nine o’clock, and

a satellite phone to arrange work, “Okay, proceed