Zephyr’s car slowly drove into the road in the Bayers' residence.
He held Cordelia’s hand all the way and smiled at her. “Don’t worry. The Bayers are nice people. You can tell just by looking at Josiah.
“His parents are all warm and kind people. They’re honest and open.”
Cordelia was curious. “Then how do they adapt to the conspiracies and deceptions in the business world?”
Zephyr stroked her hair. “The best way of survival is to face changes by remaining persistent.”
“Oh, so I have to stay persistent to face the changes when I meet your mom later?” Cordelia chortled. “Stay who I am and face her with my most honest self. I think she’ll accept me.”
“Of course.”
Zephyr rubbed noses with her. The faint fragrance she had rushed into his nose again. Delirious, his hand grabbed her waist and began to have a mind of its own…
“Don’t…” Cordelia nudged him away.
Zephyr smirked and kissed her on the lips instead.
Robert, who heard the noise in front, wanted to raise the board that would separate them, but he accidentally pressed the wrong button and lowered the window instead.
As a gust of wind blew in, it ruffled Zephyr’s hair. Robert was horrified and quickly raised the window, catching a glimpse of Zephyr’s glower from the rearview mirror.
Robert grimaced. Due to his nervousness, his foot stepped on the wrong pedal and stomped on the brake.
Zephyr scowled harder.
Robert turned back with a wince. “Sir, we’re here.”
Zephyr gave him a death glare and stayed silent while Cordelia blushed with a small smile holding his hand. It took her a few tugs to get him out of the car.
The Bayers' residence was unusually merry today. Their guests were elites with high social standing as well. The Bayers were hospitable and liked kids, so playful children were running around and playing at the front of the house.
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