Staring at her, Donald lowered his head and smiled.

Although they made things clear, the air was awkward and silent.

For Daphne, Donald was once light in a dark world, and she had chased his footsteps to get to where she was now.

Because of the past communication, she would always choose to trust him unconditionally.

It was so subtle that she never thought about what precisely the emotion was.

Not long ago, Donald suddenly asked if she had a crush on him.

Was this a crush?

She couldn't say.

Daphne grabbed a pillow, put it in her arms to hide her nervousness, and tentatively said, "It's quite late. You have to work tomorrow. How about going back and rest?"

Donald coughed and looked up at her, "You're not doing the interview?"

Daphne remembered that there was an interview to be done. She looked back at the computer and hesitated, "No, it's so late today that it will disturb you."

Seeing her slightly red and bloodshot eyes, "I'm fine, but you should get some rest."

Realizing what he was referring to, Daphne subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

Donald got up, "You were scared last night. Have a good sleep today. My time is always reserved for you. Call me directly if you want an interview."

Daphne looked up at him, a little surprised. "Really?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

"Thank you."

Donald smiled, then raised the pen cap in front of her, "This is mine. I'll take it."

Daphne was slightly stunned and was about to say something when Donald continued, "Didn't I say that you can call me directly?"

to react, Donald had

sofa and looked at his back,

...

meeting people related to Steve's wife, and checking her previous injury reports

was evident that the injuries were

wife, but she smiled

Steve accompanied her to the hospital, he went through the admission procedures and

no one would have believed that he

much information gathered and arriving home at midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot about the

Daphne sat in front of her computer, sorting out

the investigation alone in the past two days, one could

wife should have had a terrible time over the

Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would he

as she was lost in thought, the overhead

her phone to see if it had

but

window and looked out, finding the whole complex

bit old, the wiring was ageing, and occasionally it would trip two or

didn't overthink it and planned to

into the living room, "Miss Aldrich, are you

two guards protecting her,

days, Daphne had

walked to the door and was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the morning. Sorry for

seemed to be silent for a while before he said,

you for your hard

continued, "It's too dark outside. Do you have a

the door

out of sight, never

according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that those

said, "Wait a minute.

dial Stella's

without electricity.

walked to the balcony

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