Ashton furrowed his brows and made to unbuckle his seatbelt. I knew he wanted to do this the hard way and pull me out of the car, so I stated, “It will be nine soon. Time doesn’t wait for anyone, so it isn’t easy to start all over again. Are you sure you want to waste time with me here?”
It was obvious that Drogawolf was a ruthless lady. If he wasn’t on time for their first meeting, he might miss the opportunity to establish connections with her.
Ashton shot me an exasperated look and gave up. “Stay in the car when we arrive. Don’t wander around and ruin my plan.”
I shrugged without bothering to reply. We’ll see.
Ashton immediately reversed his car and sped away.
Ten minutes later, the heater kicked in. As the temperature rose, the fragrance of the perfume intensified.
For years, Ashton still loved using the same perfume. I teased, “We’ve separated for a while, but you’re still using the same perfume. Quite the sentimental man, huh?”
Ashton gave me a sideways glance before saying, “Perfume and human beings are different matters.” His tone was insensitive.
Fine. I know you’re trying to avoid suspicion. Shut up. I refuse to listen.
I rolled my eyes and lost interest in teasing him. Silence ensued.
We finally arrived at the destination at nine fifty-five.
Drogawolf’s men had evidently prioritized this meeting, too. Besides arranging men guarding downstairs, there were also six cars parked outside.
“Stay here.” Ashton buttoned his suit, his expression stern. He then pushed the door open and stepped out.
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