Ruby Gregory looked at Steve Burton's foolish demeanor, the crease between her brows deepened for a moment, and she reached out to pull him, dragging the man into the car.
In the car, Steve Burton's gaze remained fixed outside the window, maintaining the same posture without changing, occasionally blinking before inexplicably letting out a soft chuckle.
Ruby Gregory, sitting beside him, would turn her head every time she heard Steve Burton's laughter, her eyes revealing a somewhat odd expression.
By then the sky had darkened, and it took the driver only forty-five minutes to get Steve Burton and Ruby Gregory to the Burtons' Mansion.
Inside the house, Madam Burton had not yet gone to bed, Mrs. Taylor stood behind her, and both were pointing at a booklet, murmuring about something as they discussed it.
