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, Donald

sofa and looked at his back, pausing

...

the next two days, meeting people related to Steve's wife, and checking

evident that the injuries

but she smiled and

hospital, he went through the admission procedures and paid money,

would

midnight every day, Daphne completely

Daphne sat in front of her computer, sorting out

past two days, one

a terrible time over

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

she was lost in thought, the

picked up her phone to see if it had

but it

the balcony window and looked out, finding the whole complex was

wiring was

overthink it and planned

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

two guards protecting

few 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

silent for a while before

you for your

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

the door handle tightened,

followed her out of sight, never coming to talk to

the past two days,

"Wait a

to dial Stella's phone, her hand holding the phone, trembling

whole neighborhood was without electricity.

to the balcony and finally caught a

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