The next morning, at Phoebe's home.
"Hello! Is this the residence of Miss Phoebe Garcia?"
"Yes, it is. And you are?" Anila asked, confused by the unexpected visitor so early in the morning.
"Mr. Alexander Davis, our boss, assigned me to drive your daughter to school. I've been waiting outside for an hour, but she hasn't come out. Is she not attending school today?" the driver replied politely.
"Alex? You mean my daughter's boyfriend?" Anila paused for a moment before smiling, seemingly realizing something. He's very considerate of her.
"That's correct. Is she not ready yet?" the driver asked, his gaze briefly sweeping inside the house.
"Apologies, but Phoebe rushed out after receiving a phone call yesterday. She said a friend was looking for her and didn't even stay for dinner," Anil
