"How will you…?" Kian was saying but was interrupted;
René knew what he wanted to know and cut him short by saying - "I'll take my car."
"Still no eye contact" – he noted. However, he was persistent and determined to break her resistance. "Don't drive yourself. Take my car and driver." Kian said decisively
"But how will you…?" she looked surprised. Kian noticed this was the first time she had looked at him. His heart elated because he could see in her eyes concern for him.
"Arya will drop me." He said; and then, he pulled out his phone from his coat pocket and made a call to his driver. "Bring the car to the front. Ms. René is coming down. Stay with her and keep her safe."
René couldn't help but feel lost. What a curious amalgamation of contraries he was! She did not know what to make of him and so she decided to do what she did best – just be herself! Why must she be impacted by anybody?
