As I spoke, I reached out to take the bowl from his hands but he held onto it firmly. I was shocked and stared at him with my eyes wide open.
As if nothing had happened, he said, "After we wash the bowls, let's go together. Rowane wanted to see me because of the case of Lancille Village. You are the person in charge, so you must participate in our little meeting!"
I rolled my eyes, my mouth pinched. Was he dense? Rowane wasn't here to discuss the project with him at all. He must have a screw loose in his head.
After we finished in the kitchen, he tidied up and looked at me from top to bottom. Then he asked, "Do you want to get changed before we go?"
Flabbergasted that he noticed my sloppy, casual getup. I looked down at my clothes. I was definitely too informally dressed. I expected to be at home all day so my hair was in a simple knot and I hadn't bothered with makeup.
But we were only heading next door. And it wasn't like we were going somewhere special. I shook my head. "No, I'm fine!"
I'm going to be a third wheel anyway, however I dressed. What's the point of making myself beautiful? Better be comfortable.
He frowned and didn't push the matter. "Let's go!"
Naomi and Sebastian were chatting in the yard. They looked like a couple in love and were stuck to each other like glue.
After informing them of where we were going, I accompanied Hendrix out. As we exited, I saw Rowane standing at the door of the villa next door.
She drove a red Cadillac and wore a white dress. With her delicate makeup and her long glossy hair, she looked like a goddess.
Rowane was a little surprised to see me but hid further reactions smoothly.
She focused on Hendrix, a gentle smile appearing on her face as she greeted him, "Mr. Roberts!"
Hendrix nodded and told me, "Open the door!"
"I don't know the password!" I said with uncertainty. How would I know what his password was? It was his house, not mine!
He said casually, "Your birthday!"
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