Chapter 63: Dirty Looks
In Bugatti,
Only after taking her medication did Aveline realize it was making her drowsy. "Why do these new meds make me drowsy?" She barely resisted a yawn, feeling embarrassed.
Her car was right behind, she couldn’t even think of driving in her state.
Alaric didn’t get a chance to respond before she added, "You knew about this, didn’t you?"
He did. That’s why he drove over to the clubhouse the moment she told him she went alone without her assistant.
Well, she didn’t want Lawrence to guard up after seeing her with Mike Wilson. And asking Mike to wait for her in the car would have been degrading for him and his position.
She buried her face in her palms when another yawn took over. He suggested, "Those are strong meds, Sunshine. Sleep." His voice was soothing.
Leaning back, her eyes drooped heavily. "I need to meet Vivienne Sinclair..." Her voice trailed off into sleep.
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At NexGuard,
Half an hour later, Aveline opened her eyes to a familiar ceiling and a warm throw pulled over her. The rhythmic typing filled the space. She turned toward the desk where he sat, so focused behind his laptop, yet effortlessly charming.