“I should call Cory to drive you home.”

Kristel fished out her phone from her bag, but Galvin stretched his arm and stopped her.

“No. He had an emergency at home, so I must not bother him tonight.”

Kristel raised one brow upward upon hearing Galvin’s explanation. She was in disbelief that it seemed to be the first time he was giving his assistant such consideration when he had always busied himself with work, which caused his subordinates to work overtime.

‘Did the sun settle in the north?’ she thought.

Staring at each other’s eyes, another car passes them, allowing Kristel to look better at Galvin’s countenance.

The lighting from...