Estelle was confused and couldn’t figure out what Katrina meant.

All of a sudden, everything went black in front of her.

Startled, Estelle was about to scream when she smelled the familiar scent of cologne subconsciously.

“Sir? Is that you?”

“Yes,” Mr. Mysterious replied to her as he gently covered her eyes with one hand and held her from behind with the other. “It’s time to get off work. Why are you sitting here in a daze?”

Estelle was distracted by Katrina’s words the whole afternoon and forgot to check the time. It was not until then that she realized that it was off-duty time.

“Sir, I have to pack...