Chapter 27: An offer
A car crept toward a small house, its headlights cutting through a street barely touched by the weak, flickering glow of a few scattered lamps.
The sound of the car drew curious eyes. A few people peeked through their windows, and one or two even stepped outside, quietly inspecting the unfamiliar vehicle. It wasn't often something like this showed up around here, but still, no one dared to approach or ask questions.
The driver's door opened first. A man stepped out quickly and moved to open the rear passenger door.
Out stepped Selina White.
Her hair, tied into a high ponytail, shimmered a striking shade of violet under the night lights. She wore a sharp, professional outfit—something between a government uniform and a business suit—that made her look every bit like a successful executive.
"Is this the place?" She asked the dark-haired assistant who had just exited from the other side.
"Yes, Miss," the woman replied, double-checking her notes before answering with confidence.
"You stay here," Selina said calmly, then began walking toward the house at a steady pace.
Her assistant and driver looked hesitant, but they followed the order, staying alert and prepared for whatever might come.
Selina stopped in front of the door. There was no bell, so she knocked on the door.
After a few long seconds, the door opened. A massive figure wearing a cooking apron stood in the doorway. It was Eren. His deep green eyes locked onto the unexpected visitor with confusion.