"Yeah, right."
"Are doctors rolling in dough these days?"
"Ms. Dawson, I'm not just any doctor. I'm a doctor from a wealthy family." As Neil said this, he opened the door, inviting Freya into the car.
"Ms. Dawson, there’s no need to be nervous. It’s rare to mingle with people from different worlds in our circles since we're all on the same financial level. You don't have to suspect any ulterior motives from me."
Freya smiled. "I don't think you have ulterior motives. I'm just genuinely curious why Preston asked you to treat me."
"That's a question you should ask him, Ms. Dawson."
"Are you close with him?"
"We're friends, I guess."
"He has friends?" Freya found it hard to imagine. Interacting with someone like Preston must be quite the ordeal.
"Ms. Dawson, you don't really know Preston. He might come off as awful to those on the outside, but once you get to know him, you'll find he's even worse than you imagined."
Listening to Neil's attempt at humor, Freya forced a smile.
It was not funny since she was starting to understand what he meant.
As Neil drove, it wasn't until they were halfway there that Freya realized something was off. "This isn't the way to my place."
"Ms. Dawson, quick on the uptake." Neil had deliberately taken three turns from Freya's apartment, yet she still noticed they weren't heading toward her place.
"Where are you taking me?" asked Freya.
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