Once out of the changing room, a black Maybach was already waiting at the door.
The man's face was serious and cold as he got into the back seat.
Hannah Woods had driven herself, of course, even if she hadn't, she wouldn't dare to take Mr. Cooper's car.
Amelia wanted to get into Hannah's car, but when he got in and didn't close the back seat door, the meaning was obvious, so she bent down and got into the back seat as well.
She could no longer remember when the last time they shared a car, now thinking about it, it felt like a lifetime ago.
But he remained silent, making the atmosphere inevitably a bit awkward.
Amelia glanced at him from the corner of her eye, only to see him leaning back in the seat with his eyes closed, his handsome face expressionless, making it impossible to tell if he was angry or happy.
After a long silence, the man's phone resting on the leather seat suddenly began to vibrate gently.
