Chapter 833: Need a ride
Stephen could barely sit still in his office, constantly massaging his temples and taking deep breaths. Although he had been in the office all day, there was nothing he could remember doing. He would just pace back and forth, then return to his seat, and the cycle would repeat.
Ring!
Stephen almost jumped in surprise when his phone rang. Checking it, he huffed upon seeing his alarm.
"It’s already time to go home," he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose in distress. "Yet, still no word from Atlas or Slater."
He ran his finger through his hair in frustration, rubbing his hand across his face. He drew another deep breath, a little surprised at how quickly time had passed without him noticing. What was even more surprising was that he hadn’t done anything productive for him to forget about time.
"I should just go home," he mumbled. "I’m still on leave. It’s better that way."
Nodding to himself, telling himself to take a break from the anxiety, Stephen gathered his things and left his office. He didn’t stop to speak with anyone, leaving work as usual. While walking, he kept reminding himself that he had already tried to confess everything to Atlas, but the latter had told him to save it for later.
When Stephen reached the lobby, he walked out without stopping to talk to anyone. His car was already parked right outside the building, visible through the glass entrance. However, his driver wasn’t standing outside, waiting for him.
"..." His steps slowed, swallowing the tension in his throat. ’Don’t tell me... the person inside the car...’
Stephen looked to his left and right, hoping someone would stop him or buy him some time. Normally, his driver would always be waiting to open the backseat door for him. His driver had always done that without fail.