"Hey."
Rose Davis sounded a bit tired.
Chloe frowned, asking, "Where are you? Still not feeling well?"
Rose put her pen on the table, leaned back into her chair, sighed, and said,
"I'm at the office, just a bit beat. What's up?"
Chloe paused, then said, "I wanted to hang out with you, but if you're not feeling well..."
Rose took a deep breath, cutting Chloe Summers off, "Let's go. Maybe getting out will help me feel better."
Rose rubbed her forehead, straightened up, closed the files on her desk, and stood up.
Chloe hesitated, then murmured, "Alright, I'll come pick you up."
Rose chuckled, "Mr. Harper won't mind, right?"
Chloe rubbed her forehead frustratingly, "You still have the energy to crack jokes. You must not feel too bad."
Rose laughed, sounding a bit better, "If Mr. Harper doesn't mind, then I'm all good."
"Alright, I'll come get you after work."
Chloe hung up, taking a deep breath.
That night, the weather was gloomy, with a light rain beginning to fall.
A luxury car drove through the rain and slowly came to a stop.
The driver opened the driver's door, holding an umbrella as he walked to the back seat and respectfully opened the door.
A tall man bent down to get out of the car, then slightly turned his body to look silently at the car door. Soon, a delicate hand reached out, resting on the man's outstretched hand.
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