Dahlia's POV Matthew’s eyes followed the driver as he walked in.They started talking, and the driver stretched out his hand to give my purse to Matthew. They exchanged a few words.My heart was racing as I stood at a distance, unsure if I should walk over or stay where I was.After a moment, and seeing the look forming on Matthew’s face, I decided to go to them.“Sir, I just came to give her the purse. She left it behind after I dropped her off,” the driver said as I got closer.“Thank you,” I cut in, trying to keep my face calm.They both turned to look at me.“Where did you pick her up from?” Matthew asked the driver.The driver paused for a moment before answering.“She called me this morning, sir, and I went to her location to pick her up,” he said.“The hotel,” I said quickly. “That’s where he picked me up.”I glanced at the driver. He had covered for me.“Sir, ma’am, I’ll take my leave now,” he said, walking away.“What were you doing at a hotel?” Matthew asked.I ignored him
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