The face was unremarkable, easily forgotten, but the eyes beneath the surface sent chills down her spine.

Instinctively, she took a step back, accidentally bumping into a vase on the ground, making the vase emit a light sound, pulling her back to reality.

Stella also heard the noise and instinctively looked at her.

Wren quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Hall." Her voice trembled slightly, but it wasn't noticeable, and Stella didn't pick up on it.

"It's okay." Stella handed the signed documents to Wren.

"Go ahead, it's signed." Wren took them, hugged them tightly, gave a slight bow to Stella, and turned to leave.

As she closed the door, she glanced at the driver again.

Sensing something, he also looked toward the door.

She quickly lowered her eyes, pulled the door shut, and walked away.

Wren held the documents, her mind blank, feeling somewhat lost.

She clenched her hands tightly, leaving uneven creases on the papers.

In a daze, she collided with someone, and the documents flew out of her arms, scattering all over the floor.

The person she bumped into was an acquaintance, and their relationship was okay.

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