Meanwhile, Sean and Julian placed two bags of groceries on the kitchen counter before making their way to the couch in the living room in Macie's apartment. Macie poured each of them a cup of coffee and said, "Make yourselves at home. If you're bored, I can put on a movie for you.""No need to go through the trouble. Go ahead and do your thing," Julian said. "Would you like me to help?""No, it's fine. I've got this," she responded.The vegetables and meat they bought from the supermarket were already clean and didn't need much prepping—just some light trimming and chopping.While she busied herself in the kitchen, the two men were left alone on the couch, quietly taking in their surroundings. It was their first time in Macie's place. The two-bedroom apartment wasn't big, but it was neat and clean, with a faint, indescribable scent in the air."Did the Fowlers buy this place for her?" Sean inquired. Since it was just the two of them, it was obvious that he was talking to Julian, e
In the end, Sean and Julian each carried a bag of groceries as they followed Macie to the entrance of her apartment complex. Since visitors had to be registered, Macie spoke briefly with the security guard on duty, Spike Carlson. After registering the two men, the three of them headed inside together.Behind them, Spike glanced at the two men and immediately spoke into his walkie-talkie in a hushed tone. "Mr. Chapman, two suspicious individuals just followed Ms. Smith home."His report was sent to all the security guards on duty, who immediately perked up, their eyes shining with excitement. This was it. Their chance to make a name for themselves and earn a bonus had arrived! "What do they look like? How old are they? Did Ms. Smith bring them in herself?" Lance Chapman, the head of security, asked through Spike's earpiece."They're both well-dressed, young men. One drove a Lamborghini, while the other drove an Audi A6L. Ms. Smith got out of the Lamborghini," Spike reported.After
"When I was going through my divorce with Edward, Mr. Hart helped me gather a lot of the key evidence I needed for the case," Macie explained.Julian pursed his lips before looking at Sean. He had known about the divorce, but he hadn't been able to help her much at the time."So, you can head home now, Mr. Atkins. I've already dropped her off safe and sound," Sean said.Julian gave him one last look, clenched his fist, and, knowing that there was nothing more he could do, turned to leave. Before he was about to take his first step, Macie called out from behind, "Why don't you join us, Julian? That is, if you don't mind."Julian immediately spun around. He was unable to hide the joy on his face. "Sure," he answered without hesitation.Sean, on the other hand, annoyedly asked, "Why are you inviting him?"Wasn't this meal supposed to be her way of making it up to him? Why was Julian tagging along?"Well… Julian's always been very kind to me," Macie explained.However, Sean refused
Sean was about to figure out how to switch lanes and get around Julian's car when a loud honk blared from the parking lot exit. Right then, the car behind him started honking as well.Sean looked at Julian and smiled. "Mr. Atkins, are you sure you're not going to move? You really might get detained for obstructing traffic."Julian looked to the side and then behind him. The other cars were closing in. He had no choice but to drive away. Once the road cleared, Sean smirked and said, "It looks like you won't need to take the subway after all." Macie was at a loss for words. Sean pulled his car out of the parking lot, and sure enough, Julian quickly changed lanes and followed right behind them. But Sean paid him no attention. He turned to Macie and asked, "So, what do you want for dinner?"Macie was caught off guard. Was he inviting her to dinner? She hurriedly responded, "I don't want to trouble you. Please just drop me off outside my neighborhood…""But I want to have dinner,"
"Mr. Hart, why are you asking Macie? If you've got the guts, open the door!" Julian demanded, noticing the troubled look on Macie's face.However, Sean didn't budge. In fact, he had already locked his car doors. Unless Macie climbed out, there was no way she could get out on her own.Just as Macie was still trying to figure out how to respond, things somehow went from bad to worse. Two more cars drove out of the parking lot—one belonging to her direct supervisor, Palmer, and the other to another department head. Initially, neither of them noticed Sean because his sports car had a low chassis, so it was hidden from their view. All they saw was Julian's car, so they casually turned to greet him.However, through three layers of tinted windows, they spotted Macie. And sitting next to her in the driver's seat of a flashy, top-of-the-line sports car was none other than Sean."Good evening, Mr. Hart," Palmer and the other manager greeted him hurriedly. Their gazes darted between Macie
Macie immediately pulled out her phone, ready to ask Alice for clarification. Sean spotted it out of the corner of his eye and, without hesitation, reached over and snatched it from her hand."Mr. Hart, what are you doing?" Macie looked at him in confusion. Sean casually slipped her phone straight into his pocket. Perplexed, she wondered why he would take her phone.Julian saw the whole thing and instantly knew that Sean was feeling guilty and that Alice hadn't asked him to pick Macie up. Hence, he fished out his phone and called Alice on the spot, putting the call on speaker.Sean panicked inwardly. He glanced between the rearview mirror and the road ahead, attempting to figure out how to make a quick exit. Right then, Alice's voice came through the line. "What's up, Julian? Have you sent Macie home?""No, I haven't," Julian answered. Before she could question him, he added, "Your older brother came to pick her up."Alice was caught off guard. At that moment, she was still in the