"I've already called a car."
"Just cancel it."
Jim got out of the car, smiling cheerfully. Without giving her a chance to refuse, he grabbed her suitcase and placed it in the trunk.
If it weren’t for the luxury car, passersby might’ve thought Candice was getting mugged.
Jim opened the backseat door for her. “Come on, don’t be shy. It’s on the way.”
Candice was a little embarrassed by his enthusiasm. Having an elder open the car door for her—she really couldn’t turn it down. So she politely thanked him and got in the car.
The moment she got in, she saw Charlie sitting on the other side.
He wasn’t dressed too formally today—light blue shirt, black trousers and leather shoes. No tie, but his cufflinks sparkled. Bathed in the bluish light filtering through the tinted window, he exuded a
