However, in her current state, if Campbell really showed up, she was afraid she would be pushed all the way to Siberia.
"Uh… you can just push me to the taxi stand over there…" Zherveeni pointed to the taxi parked behind her.
"I have a car. Where do you want to go? I can give you a ride…" His tone was gentle as he leaned closer to her, guiding her through the dense crowd.
No one noticed him pushing the wheelchair. Campbell's beautiful lips curled up in a smile, clearly in a good mood.
"Uh… there's no need to trouble yourself, really… I can just take a taxi…"
"Alright then…" He pushed her to the side of the taxi and finally straightened up, no longer insisting. "Here's my business card… If you need anything, you can call me… It was nice to meet you…" He suddenly became quite gentlemanly, extending his hand towards Zherveeni.
Zherveeni took the business card without looking at it, gently shaking his hand in front of her. "Thank you…"
