"Thank you for seeing me out, Grant," Fay said, as she stopped by the car that had driven her to the hotel.
"It's my pleasure, Mrs Fay. I'm glad to see you're adjusting to the Atticus," he said, reminiscing about the first time he brought Ace to see her.
She still had her naivety wrapped around her, but on that night, it had been more vivid.
Ace had swooped in, and saved her from what could have been a disaster.
It seemed like it was such a long time ago. But he was glad she hadn't changed a lot.
"I guess."
"I'm sorry about earlier. I ran away like a scared cat when I should have been protecting you on behalf of Sir Ace," he apologised.
She scoffed internally, wishing she could tell him to keep his apology. It wasn't like his boss gave a damn about her. He was too busy with his numerous women.
