Worth More Than Cartier

Walking was a better idea than a drive. The night was cool, and the cold wind helped Emily feel refreshed. Although the confession was still heavy on her mind, there was no awkwardness between them as they walked. They appeared as two regular people on the street with no social difference. Perhaps she was overthinking.

After leaving the restaurant, Richard could only follow Emily, who appeared deep in thought as she walked back to the employee dormitory. The CEO hardly went anywhere without a car and had no idea which road to take back. However, he wondered if Emily knew where she was going as he escorted her.

The street ahead was dark, and the only lamp in the area was flickering badly. He could also smell other scents in the area that made him feel a little guarded. Although his sense of smell wasn’t as sharp as Favian’s, the shifter was still more sensitiv