“Are you okay?”

A figure walked through the dissipating remnants of gunpowder toward Sabrina’s car. He then kicked open the car door and popped his head into the vehicle to check if she was all right.

Sabrina stared at the man wordlessly.

Her mind blanked for several seconds as she took in his appearance. Finally, she nodded groggily at the bespectacled man.

It was Solomon.

As Sabrina crawled out of the car, she stammered, “I-I’m fine.” She looked disheveled, and her tone had lost its usual impudence.

Solomon merely glanced at her coldly.

The city of Clear shared the same climate as Chanaea. Though they were approaching the cold season, it was far from being the sort of weather that warranted thick winterwear.

Thus, Sabrina could not help but notice how out-of-place Sebastian seemed in his wool turtleneck and black tweed trench coat.

More perplexing was the discovery that his appearance seemed much too immaculate for a person who had purportedly gone through a gunfight.

Looking at the man standing before her with effortless elegance, Sabrina frowned in incomprehension.

“Good. Get into my car.”

unaffected

to make small talk after confirming that Sabrina was okay. Immediately after, Solomon turned and headed straight for his car,

herself one last glance at Solomon before

a trapped Isaac out of the

deal with this. You may head to Mr. George’s

could re-enter her car, volunteering their services to save

her heels and

night air reeked

set foot in Solomon’s car. She reveled in the warm temperature of the vehicle

was the first

his car wordlessly and drove in the direction of the city while Sabrina fidgeted restlessly in

“How did you know that I was in trouble? I called you, but

did you come here?” came Solomon’s

answering

telling me that you were here. When I came out of the airport earlier, the rental car driver told me that Willow had sent

and said, “Willow would never do such

“Why not?”

with me the whole time. If she didn’t even tell Nancy, why would she

Sabrina was dumbfounded.

leak the information to me? Was this all an elaborate front to get me killed? Oh God, if Solomon didn’t

sobering and chilling

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