"Hello, is this Ms. Luna?" a strange, unfamiliar voice rang out from the other end of the line.
Luna furrowed her brows and quickly answered, "Yes, speaking, and you are..."
"My name is Sean Wheeler, and I'm a car mechanic." The man's voice sounded rich and deep as he said, "Long story short, I came across a woman passed out on the side of the road when I took out the trash just now.
"She had no phone or identification on her, but I noticed that she seemed pretty ill, so I sent her to the nearest clinic. After she woke up, she gave me this number and told me to contact you.
"She told me her last name is Craig. Can
you come pick her up?"
There was a hint of embarrassment in the man's voice as he explained, "I didn't bring any money out with me, so I couldn't pay for her treatment. Can you bring some cash with you to pay the doctor too?"
Luna's entire face lit up when she heard this.
After enquiring about the clinic's address, Luna stormed out the door without even bothering to change her clothes.
However, she had just taken two steps when someone grabbed hold of her arm.
She turned around with a frustrated look o n her face.
Behind her, Joshua had picked up a trench coat from the coat rack next to the door and was standing behind her. "You're too impatient; I’m not going to let you drive alone."
With that, he strode over to his black Masevati without even turning back.
Luna pursed her lips slightly, lunged toward the door, opened the door, and got i n.
"Give me the address," Joshua said impassively as he started the car.
Luna quickly recited the address that Sean Wheeler had given her.
This was a very rundown part of town, so Luna quickly took out her phone and pulled up her navigation app, thinking that Joshua probably did not know how to get there.
However, to her surprise, he shot her an impassive glance and stopped her. "No need; I know how to get there.”
Luna turned to stare at him, wide-eyed in disbelief.
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