After a night of rough s*x, Sophia felt utterly exhausted.
She got up quietly, intending to go to work alone.
However, when she got downstairs, she found Ethan's Bentley waiting for her, engine running.
"Get in," Ethan commanded, his tone cold.
Sophia hesitated. If her colleagues saw her arrive in Ethan's car, the gossip would be endless.
"Mr. Whitman, maybe I should go to the office on my own..."
"I don't like repeating myself." Ethan's icy gaze silenced her.
When they arrived at the office, Sophia stepped out of the Bentley, immediately noticing the stares of her colleagues.
As she walked by, they whispered behind their hands.
"Isn't that Sophia? Why is she getting out of Mr. Whitman's car?"
"Yeah, Mr. Whitman never let anyone else ride in his car! What's their relationship?"
