The next evening, Alexander brought Phoebe to a mysterious location.
The stunning scenery along the way captivated her, pulling her into a serene daze.
Turning her head slightly, she glanced at him through the rearview mirror. Today, Alexander was dressed in a formal black suit. On him, it exuded an almost devilish allure—only he could wear such a somber color with such a unique, magnetic charm.
Noticing her gaze meeting his, Phoebe quickly lowered her head, touching her flushed cheeks. Did he catch me staring at him? The slight smirk at the corner of his lips confirmed it—he definitely did!
Where is he taking me with all this secrecy today?
"Nervous?" he asked casually.
"No!" Phoebe replied, feigning calm, though her sweaty palms betrayed her. Of course, she was nervous. Glancing do
