Chapter 363

Freya was methodically savoring her meal, a mix of comfort foods that were a testament to the cozy American diner they were in.

Finally, Preston withdrew his gaze and declared, "So, it turns out, there's no punchline."

Hearing this, Freya let out a sigh of relief.

She knew Preston loved his drama.

Neil chuckled from the side, "Not funny, man. Not funny at all. Preston here loves his dad jokes. Ms. Dawson, please don't take him seriously." "Why would I? It's all good."

Freya set down her fork, noting, "Looks like it's getting late. I should be heading out."

Neil quickly stood up, "Leaving so soon? Won't you stay a bit longer?"

"No, I've got an exam tomorrow. Need to get some rest. Thanks for the ointment, Dr. Anderson. I'll be off then."

As Freya slipped on her jacket, ready to leave, Preston also put down his utensils, "Let me walk you out."

"No need."

sure about walking out

without Preston to lead

you

he should take the responsibility

thought to herself: He's

the car as Preston drove. Freya couldn't fathom why Preston had insisted on

he suspect she was the elusive

Impossible.

identity so meticulously that it would withstand scrutiny for a

Kieran couldn't pierce through her guise, Preston

they approached a fork in the road, Preston suddenly said, "I'm offering you another chance to tell

"What?"

grasp the situation, Preston accelerated down the

as Preston's speed hit alarming levels, even seeming to crash through a barricade. "Preston! You've lost it! This road

Preston

near zero, and the road's lights were out, making

a broken bridge a mile ahead. If you don't come clean, we might as well take a plunge together." "What

froze, "Are

decent

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