Fade with Time and Love

Although the driver doubted, Yasin Ho always meant what he said, so the driver turned the car around and went back to the station.

Instead of the bus, a Maybach came over. Janine He didn't think much and continued to look in the direction of where the bus would come.

Suddenly, the black Maybach's back row window rolled down. Then, a deep and low magnetism male voice sounded, his mellow and rich of texture's tone was incompatible with that crude station: "Get ib the car."

Janine turned her head and looked into Yasin's eyes.

Janine was shocked, was he talking to her?

Janine instantly looked around to see if there were other people. She then realized that there was nobody around; Yasin was talking to her!

Janine then hurriedly explained: "Mr. Ho, I am not a journalist, and I'm sure that you noticed it at the banquet just now..."

Yasin frowned and became slightly impatient: "Get in the car! I don't want to repeat it for the third time!"

As soon as Yasin became a little bit hastless, Janine felt a suffocating pressure that suddenly surrounded her.

Janine thought about it. Yasin had ordered her to get in the car. Did she have another choice? What power did she have to revolt?

a while, and opened the front passenger

and she couldn't open it.

didn't want to, Janine opened the back row door.

she opened the door

Janine sat in the

space in the car. Even though Yasin had taken half of it, she

Yasin said

can take me to the

had never been there before. He checked the address in the navigation before starting the car.

quiet. Because Yasin's there, Janine felt like she couldn't relax and

Yasin why he was suddenly being nice to her and sending her home. Janine could only stay quiet and kept the questions to

the traffic was excellent; it took half an hour to go to Janine's house from here. Since the

tired; he kept his eyes closed for rest. And with the car's excellent

of her body was practically stiff because

Yutan Road, Yasin

turned his head and looked at Janine: "Have you

then turned her head and nodded: "Well, I had learned it when I

Yasin looked

like lighting going through the layers of fog. It reminded him what happened seven years ago when he was chased and drugged by his twin brother. He met