"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
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