Chapter 2293

On the street, Quentin paced anxiously in front of the van, waiting impatiently. As he spotted Callum's figure in the darkness, he rushed over. "What took you so long? And you've taken off your mask and hat! It's like you want everyone to recognize you!" Glancing down, he noticed Callum's partially unbuttoned shirt. "And you're a mess too. Are you trying to break the internet?" Callum did not humor him and retorted, "You were rushing me, so I forgot. Just give me a hand." Fearing that every second would increase the risk of paparazzi shots, Quentin quickly helped open the van door. Then, Callum gently placed the dazed Adora in the back seat, sitting beside her and pulling her close so she could rest her head on his shoulder more comfortably. After that, Quentin dashed back into the club to retrieve Callum's coat, mask, and hat before they drove off. "Let's go to the Jenkins estate first," Callum instructed. "Got it," the driver replied, making a U-turn at the next interse