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?"

waiting for Daphne to react, Donald had already

at

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to the places for the next two days, meeting people related to Steve's wife, and checking her previous injury reports

was evident that the injuries

advised Steve's wife, but she smiled

the hospital, he went through the admission

injuries, no one would have believed that he was the

arriving home at midnight every

Daphne sat in front of

one could see what a hypocrite

wife should have had a terrible time over

she 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 him? Could he be cheated

lost in

her phone to

double-checked, but

window and looked out, finding the whole

a bit old, the wiring was ageing,

it and

she had just walked into the living room, "Miss Aldrich, are you

the two guards protecting her, as Stella

past few days, Daphne had also briefly

in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often. It will recover in the

to be silent for a while before he said,

you for

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

door handle tightened,

two men Stella had sent always followed her out of sight, never

power outage was accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that

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

and tried to dial Stella's phone, her hand

the whole neighborhood was without

to the balcony and finally caught

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