She didn't dare to turn back as she jogged to the building's door.

She disregarded the luxury vehicles parked by the wayside since she was preoccupied with something else.

Wills Waltson's voice burst out from behind her as she passed by the car.

"What happened to you? Why did you return so late?"

Luna turned around, surprised, and gazed at him. "What brings you back?"

"You don't like me?"

"This isn't a good place; there's no need for Wills Waltson to come here every day, right?"

Wills Waltson removed the lunchbox from his car and handed it to her.

"You have no idea how pleased I am to see you...