Elin stepped forward, her face still flushed, and whispered, âItâs okay.
He didnât know what he had said.
He was just drunk.
Letâs go.
â
Elin definitely didnât want this to turn into a spectacle.
What would she say if Raegan asked about it? That she and Erick were mistaken for being involved in intimate moments by the roadside? Just the thought made her squirm.
The drunk manâs friend, noting Erickâs commanding presence and refined air, realized Erick was not someone to provoke.
He repeatedly bowed deeply, saying, âIâm sorry.
I apologize to you and your girlfriend on his behalf! Please, youâre a great man.
Donât lower yourself to argue with a drunk man like him.
Iâll make sure to speak with him later.
â
Erickâs stern expression eased slightly at the mention of âgirlfriend.
â
He responded calmly, âIf your friend is drunk, you should take him home to rest.
Itâs better than letting him out to cause trouble you might regret.
â
This clearly showed Erick was ready to move past the incident, and the drunk manâs friend thanked him profusely before leading the drunk man away.
Erick then turned, his eyes settling on Elinâs hand as she clutched the edge of his coat.
A flicker of uncertainty passed through his gaze.
Elin paused, suddenly aware, and quickly released his coat.
She shuffled her feet, sensing the tension in the air, and asked, âWhat are you doing here?â
âTaking you home,â Erick stated simply, taking the car keys from her and heading to her car.
âButâ¦â Before Elin could refuse, Erick had already opened the passenger door for her, and she hesitantly climbed in.
âWhereâs your car?â she inquired.
âs BunnyBookery âThe driver took it,â Erick answered, leaving a lingering silence.
Elin hesitated and said, âI really donât need you to take me home.
I still have to go to the office.
â
âItâs late.
Whatever it is can surely wait until tomorrow.
â
Elin really didnât want to leave with Erick, so she quickly made an excuse.
âNo, I still have some documents to finishâ¦â
Just then, Erick took out his phone and called Raegan.
âWhat are you doing?â Elin exclaimed, startled.
She leaned over in a hurry to hit the end call button.
Erick didnât try to stop her.
He just looked down at her and asked, âJust wanna ask her whether the studio will shut down when youâre not there?â
âDonât you dare!â Elinâs voice spiked with panic.
She had always been reserved around Erick, but since last night, things had changed slightly, making them feel a bit closer.
Now, she resembled a flustered little rabbit, almost ready to snap.
Erick gave a mischievous smile.
âAlright, then give me a reason.
â
Elin fell silent.
During the silence, the car had already started moving.
In the sleek black car parked in front of the restaurant, Mitchelâs lips were pressed tightly together as he watched the car carrying Raegan pull away.
The atmosphere inside Mitchelâs car turned icy.
Matteo inquired, âMr.
Dixon, where are we heading?â