After an hour of driving, Tiger pulled up in a luxury residence driveway. He glanced at the front passenger seat to see the fancy entrance of the building, nodding in approval, as if it was a place fitting for someone like Ivy Wei.
"Thank you for the ride, Mr. Captain." Tiger looked back when Ivy spoke. "Surprisingly, I feel much better now."
Ivy pressed her lips while the corner of her mouth curled up. She tilted her head down slightly before she reached for the door. However, she stopped when Tiger spoke.
"Before you go, Miss Wei," she looked back at him as he trailed off, brows furrowed. "Give me your hand."
"My hand?" she cocked her head to the side, watching his arm sprawl and open his palm. Baffled, Ivy still moved her hand to him.
"Not that one," he said, pointing at her other hand. "That one."
