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?"

for Daphne to react,

looked at his back, pausing for two

...

to the places for the next two days, meeting people related

that the

doctor was helpless and even advised Steve's wife, but she

he went through the admission procedures and paid money, taking good care of

her injuries, no one would have

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

in front of her computer, sorting out

investigation alone in the past two days, one could see what a hypocrite and

a

had last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would he help defend

was lost in thought, the overhead

phone to see

double-checked, but

and looked

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

didn't overthink it and planned

sounded, she had just walked into the living room, "Miss

the two guards

Daphne had also

handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the morning.

man outside seemed to be silent for a while before he said,

for your

man's voice continued, "It's too dark

grip on the door handle tightened,

out

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

hand and immediately said, "Wait a minute. I'll go look

she turned around and tried to dial Stella's phone, her hand

neighborhood was without

quickly walked to the balcony and

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