The Young Master seemed to notice Annabelle's embarrassment and calmly explained, “Your clothes were changed by Seraphina. Your jacket isn’t dry yet, so wear what I’ve prepared for you.”
Annabelle breathed a sigh of relief, quickly accepting the clothes. She changed in the dressing room, then followed the Young Master out the door.
He drove while she sat in the passenger seat.
Although it had been years since they had sat so close, and she had rarely seen him during the day, Annabelle didn’t feel unfamiliar with him.
To her, the Young Master still felt as warm and familiar as before.
She wanted to catch up with him, but there was no time for small talk. Her mind was consumed with worry for Uncle Trey.
They soon arrived at the scene of the incident. Annabelle immediately noticed her l
