"Ariana." Caleb called out.
Dressed in a black tuxedo with his hair neatly combed downwards. He leaned against the black BMW lazily with his long legs crossed.
His muscular upper body fitted in the white shirt perfectly creating a more desirable look.
He waved his hand signaling Ariana to move closer. Dalia spotted his tall frame and pushed Ariana's wheelchair closer to the car.
As they walked closer, stopping next to Caleb, he bowed his head to greet Dalia then fixated his gaze solely on Ariana's frame in the wheelchair.
"I finished work early so I'm here." Caleb muttered with a slight nod.
"It's fine." Ariana smiled shyly fiddling with the hems of the paper bag.
He lifted his gaze to Dalia.She held onto the ends of the wheelchair looking around anxiously.
Noticing Dalia's tense form, he softened his cold expression but didn't smile. "Don't worry Aunt D, she'll be safe with me."
