Stepping out of the Marson family villa, Beauty was startled to see a familiar car parked nearby.
She hadn't expected Dyson to be so persistent, waiting for her here.
A whirlwind of emotions surged in her chest, leaving her unsure of what to say when they met.
Ever since *that incident*, she had avoided being alone with him.
Thankfully, she had called Hannah, and the girl would be arriving soon—sparing her the awkwardness of a one-on-one encounter.
The car window rolled down, revealing Dyson in a white casual tracksuit, looking nothing like the stern chief judge from the office.
Instead, he resembled the radiant upperclassman she once knew back in school.
"Get in quickly," he urged, opening the door for her.
"It's better if no one sees you."
Before Beauty could speak, she bent down and slipped inside, closing the door behind her.
The atmosphere in the car instantly turned stifling.
