Syna walked towards the parking as had to take the exit from there to get to the cab stand, but a horn yanked out loud and the deafening horn made Syna to avert her gaze from where the sound came from and saw Sinclair, he was already waiting for her in the car.
Syna couldn't get why he was waiting for her down there when he told to get ready at night. She was staring at him when Sinclair signalled her to come and get in, to his call the bride strolled towards the black Bentley.
"What is he doing here?"
Syna muttered to herself in breath completely quizzical as she board the luxurious car worth millions.
"You ladies are so slow in heels, don't wear it anymore. I can't wait much to see you, moreover you are already tall enough to match me."
Sinclair chipped in a complaining tone as his one hand rested in the steering.
His puppy yet complaining expressions made Syna laugh wholeheartedly.
