After the call automatically disconnected, Wesley had the driver pull the car a short distance away.
“The reason for not answering the call was to prevent Patrick from further suspecting your identity.”
“Think about it, is this phone number associated with Scarlett, or another identity?”
Scarlett instantly realized something. “You’re right. I really shouldn’t have answered the call rashly.”
“By the way, how did you show up at the abandoned factory?”
Wesley gazed into Scarlett’s eyes. “I was worried about you.”
His words filled Scarlett with an indescribable feeling of being cared for.
However, she dared not dwell on it, fearing it would put her in a vulnerable position later.
Wesley could guess what she was thinking, just by looking into her eyes.
“Trust your heart.”
Scarlett kne
