Dylan and Clara stepped into the car. The driver started the vehicle heading to the mansion. None of them said a word. Clara turned her face to the door and looked outside the window. She wanted to avoid Dylan's gaze. She prayed in her heart that Dylan should not even talk to her till they got home and she could rush straight to her room and sleep off without even having to talk to him. But how was that even possible? Would that ever happen?
Just when she was mouthing words of prayer in her mind, Dylan finally broke the silence.
"Hey, how was your first day at work?" he said, raising his head from his phone.
"It was very great," Clara answered almost immediately.
"It is good you had a great day. I hope you get along with our style," he said, with a smirk on his face.
"Yes," was al
