Chapter 80: How Does It Feel?
Anna fidgeted with her phone, her gaze flitting anxiously around the quiet street. She had ordered a taxi nearly twenty minutes ago, but the app had suddenly refreshed and canceled her request without warning.
Daniel had left about an hour ago, long before she’d finished her drink, and just as she was about to call one of William’s drivers, her phone had gone dark—completely out of battery, cutting off her last option.
I guess I’ll have to hail a cab the old-fashioned way, she sighed inwardly, squinting into the night in search of a yellow cab sign. This is the last time I ever drink alone at a bar. I swear.
"Miss Dumas?"
Anna flinched at the sound of a man’s voice calling out her alias. She turned around abruptly, her heart skipping a beat.
A sleek car pulled up to the curb, and a tall man with neatly combed black hair stepped out. His smile was broad and unsettling, stretching across his face with practiced ease.
"Need a lift?"
Anna froze in place, her phone nearly slipping from her hand as her palms turned clammy.Sebastian Welling.What on earth was he doing here?
"You’re not saying anything," he added with a smirk, slapping a hand playfully on the roof of his car, as if to grab her attention even more. "Did I make you uncomfortable?"