"Are you talking to me, Miss Elena?" Rico asked.
The car door opened. I couldn't speak and just parted my lips when I saw who came out of there. Rage is on his jeans and black plain shirt. Immediately his eyes turned to me.
"Sir Rage!" Rico called happily. As for me I definitely don't look like the face anymore.
"What happened?"
"Flat tire, sir."
"Why are you here?" I asked softly.
"Revo told me to come here."
My forehead furrowed. Why would Revo do that? He knows I'm not comfortable around Rage!
"And why is that?"
He looked up at the sky and turned to Rico. "Put your things in my car. I'll drive her to the mansion. I'll just call someone to fix the tire."
"Wait, you haven't—"
"We'll talk about that later, Elena," he said and opened the front seat. "Get in. You'll catch cold if you stay longer outside."
