Rachel never imagined that Kingsly would drive himself tonight without bodyguards or an entourage. As she fastened her seatbelt, she hesitantly asked him, "Where are we going?"
His response was brief, "You'll see when we get there."
Rachel didn't press further. She leaned back in her seat, her expression calm, but her heart was nervous.
Today was her birthday, and she wouldn't have mentioned it if it had not been to avoid causing any unnecessary trouble for William.
She rarely celebrated her birthday. When she was with Jasper, she always declined his invitations, choosing to spend the day alone in her room, going nowhere.
Was tonight different? Was he planning something for her birthday?
She stole a glance at him. Despite his usual stoic demeanor, there was a gentleness, a quietness about him tonight.
