âMr.
Shawâ¦â she said in a soft, pleading tone, âplease, could you just check it for me? My car is second-hand, and the dealership doesnât care at all.
Iâve tried calling them, but no one answered.
I really donât know what to do.
â
Kyson was visibly annoyed.
He glanced at his watch with a squint.
Knowing that both Dulcie and Audrey worked in the logistics department, he anticipated that Dulcie might arrive at any moment.
He wanted to avoid any speculation from his employees about him being in the same car as Dulcie, so he felt pressured to resolve the situation with Audrey quickly.
He stepped out of his car and asked, âWhere is your car?â
Audrey, pleasantly surprised by his sudden willingness to help, pointed with trembling fingers.
âItâs right next to yours.
â
âHand me the keys.
â
âOkay.
â Audrey was somewhat dazed but quickly retrieved her car keys and passed them to him.
As he moved to examine her car, she covertly pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of him using the key to open her car door.
A sharp click echoed through the quiet underground parking lot.
In her haste, she even forgot to turn off the camera flash.
Kyson reacted instantly.
He grabbed her wrist and gave her a look that carried immense intensity.
She was intimidated by the fierceness in his eyes.
âMr.
Shaw⦠Iâ¦â
A N G E L A âs L I B R A R Y
âDelete it.
â
âWhat are you talking about?â Audrey feigned ignorance, lowering her head with a guilty conscience.
Kyson, expressionless, pressed her hand against the window and stated icily, âDelete the photo.
â
âOkayâ¦â
His presence was so daunting that she felt compelled to comply.
With her wrist still in his grasp, she awkwardly tried to manipulate her phone with her free hand, making the process slow and cumbersome.
As they stood by the car, Dulcie emerged from the elevator.
She caught sight of Kyson and another woman standing close together, several cars away.
Dulcie quickly hid herself and remained motionless.
Near the car, Audreyâs hands trembled as she deleted the photo.