Darmiel was still unaware that a car is speeding too, whenever he speeds up and slows down whenever he slows down. The car followed him until he reached the gate of the Grayson mansion. The smooth engine of his luxury sports car roared quietly as he negotiated the sharp turns of the high-end residential avenue, his mind completely focused on the sweet message he had received from Ameelah earlier. He was so consumed with his own thoughts that the headlights of the vehicle behind him never even caused a speck of suspicion in his mind.
With curious eyes, the driver of the blue sedan car, watch as Darmiel entered the gate of the mansion, who mostly knew to be that of the Grayson, the popular Grayson who owns the Grayson’s Engineering and Architectural firm and Real Estate Company.
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