Just then, Ann Nolan's mobile phone rang.
Jasmine Yale glanced at the screen and whispered, "It's Zaiden Santos."
Ann Nolan sighed, plugged in her headphones, and answered, "Hello."
"Where are you."
"On the way."
"Where did you go."
"Professor Mackenzie's house."
"I've just returned from a business trip, and I brought you a gift."
Ann was somewhat surprised, as this was the first time Zaiden Santos had brought her a gift.
He often went on business trips, but he never brought her any gifts, not during festivals, nor on her birthdays.
This time, she was truly taken aback.
"What gift?" she asked faintly.
"You'll know when you get back," Zaiden's voice carried a hint of weary exhaustion.
"Oh," Ann responded.
"Ann, we're almost at my neighborhood at the next intersection. You can drop me off at the roadside, and I'll walk in myself," Jasmine Yale said.
"I'll walk you in," Ann ended the call.
It was still raining. She wouldn't let Jasmine walk back alone.
