Not long after, the car slowed as it approached the familiar entrance of the Imperial Hotel.
The tall building stood proudly under the morning light, its polished glass reflecting the busy city outside.
Without hesitation, Zachary steered the car smoothly toward the employee entrance, as if he had done it many times before.
His movements were calm. Too natural for someone who claimed he was "just passing by."
The car came to a gentle stop.
Sienna let out a small breath she didn’t realize she had been holding. She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned slightly toward him, offering a polite smile.
"Thank you, Zach," she said sincerely. "But, seriously... You didn’t have to do this."
Zachary glanced at her, his gaze calm, yet something subtle flickered in his eyes. "Why?" he asked casually.
The single word made her pause.
There was no sharpness in his tone, but there was something else... something faintly displeased, as if he didn’t quite like her reaction.
Sienna faintly smiled before answering honestly.
"Because... I feel bad," she admitted. "It’s early in the morning, and you had to come all the way to my place first and drive here. That’s not exactly ’on the way.’"
Her voice was soft, genuine, without pretense.
Zachary watched her for a second longer before a quiet chuckle escaped him.
"There’s no need to feel that way," he said. "I told you, I happened to be passing by."
Then, after a brief pause, he added, "And I remembered that you said you were sad last night... so..."
"S-Sad?" Sienna repeated, her voice rising slightly in shock. Her eyes widened. "Wait... I told you I was sad?"
Zachary nodded lightly, as if it were nothing important. "Yes. You said it was related to your work."
Sienna paused for a few seconds, trying to dig out her memories as her mind struggled to recollect anything she had said last night.
’Oh no! I talked about work too?’ she thought, her heart dropping.
"That’s why," he continued calmly, "when I passed your place, I decided to pick you up."
Sienna stared at him, completely stunned.
She couldn’t believe it.
Not only had she called him... she had also revealed her work troubles?
What else had she said?
Her fingers curled slightly against her lap.
"Are you really feeling alright?" Zachary asked again, his tone quieter this time, more serious.
The question caught her off guard.
Sienna swallowed before forcing a small smile.
"Yes. I’m fine," she replied quickly. "Please just... ignore what I said last night. I mean, forget it. It was nothing important." Her words came out too fast.
Zachary’s brows lifted slightly, clearly unconvinced. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she insisted, nodding quickly. "I’m really fine. Nothing happened." She lies. A very obvious one. Even she could feel it.
The truth lingered just beneath the surface. The investigation, the pressure, the possibility of losing her job. It all came rushing back, heavy and unavoidable.
But she wasn’t ready to share that. Not with him. Not yet.
Zachary studied her for a brief moment, then leaned back slightly, his expression returning to its usual calm.
"Alright," he said simply. "But if you need a place to work, you can work for me." He added casually.
Sienna once again feels like froze. Her mind went completely blank.
"You said," he continued, "’If I really lose my job, can I work for you instead?’"

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