5 PM.
Kate finished filming her last scene and opened her phone to find a message from Maximilian.
[Finished? I’ll pick you up.]
Kate replied: [Just finished.]
Maximilian: [I’m at the studio gate. Come out.]
‘That’ fast?
Kate quickly gathered her things, told Sophia to go home and rest, then walked to the gate. There she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce.
Maximilian was driving today.
“Don’t you usually have a chauffeur?” Kate asked, fastening her seatbelt.
“The driver has some business these days,” Maximilian replied, his expression unchanged. In truth, he didn’t want anyone intruding on their time together.
“Oh... Where are we going for dinner?”
“You seemed to like that restaurant last time. Want to go there?” Maximilian asked.
Kate’s eyes lit up at the thought of the delicious fo
