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

sat on the sofa and looked at his

...

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

was evident that

she smiled and refused, stating that it was an accidental

the admission procedures and paid

one would have

midnight every day,

sat in front of her computer, sorting

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

had a terrible time over the

Steve was not a good person, so why

she was lost in thought, the overhead light

her phone to

double-checked, but it

to the balcony window and looked

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

it and planned

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

be the two guards protecting

few days, Daphne had also

she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The power goes out often.

seemed to be silent for a while

for your

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

grip on the door

always followed her out of sight, never

understanding with them in the past two days, she

her hand and immediately said, "Wait

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

was without electricity. The

the balcony

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