Mark's pov

It was past eight thirty and all the staff had more or less left for their home.

Few workers were still there as Chloe packed her things and moved out of the building.

It wasn't too late but she was tired already.

She didn't want to walk even a step but she had to.

She waited for five minutes to hire a cab but was frustrated when every time the driver rejected to take her to the place or the cab was occupied.

Can she get some peace?

A honk of a car made her jump on her place and she looked sideways only to find Mark's car...