Chloe was just walking out of the building when she saw Franco entering what seemed to be his car.
"Franco," she called out.
Franco's face lit up as soon as he saw Chloe. He shut the door and stood to answer her, waiting for her to approach him. "Miss Chloe."
"Oh Franco, you and formalities. I've told you that I prefer being called just Chloe."
"Chloe," he repeated, as though he was trying to memorize the name. He was just so used to calling people formally because of how long he has been in the business line.
"Yes, Chloe. I prefer it that way. So umm, where are you going, Franco?" Chloe asked, glancing at the car and then back at him.
"Oh Miss Chloe. Sorry, Chloe," he corrected. I'm heading home. "I am done for the day and it's time to rest."
"Wow. I never knew you had a home. I a
