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,

sofa and looked at his back, pausing for two seconds before

...

days, meeting people related to Steve's wife,

that the injuries were

but she smiled and refused, stating

through the admission procedures and paid money, taking good care of her, gentle and

injuries, no one would have believed that

and arriving home at midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot about the interview

sat in front of her computer, sorting out the

in the past two days, one could see

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

lost in thought,

phone to see if it

double-checked, but

the balcony window and looked out, finding

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

it and

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

be the two guards protecting

past few days, Daphne had also briefly talked

the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright.

seemed to be silent for a

you for your

"It's too dark

grip on the door

her out of sight, never

understanding with them in the past

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

she turned around and tried to dial Stella's

without electricity. The

quickly walked to the balcony and finally caught a

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