Chapter 82
After chatting for a bit, Nina found Richard to be rather easygoing. She hesitated, wondering if she should ask him for a favor—pretend to date her and use that as an excuse to take her out so she could seize the chance to escape.
Once the thought surfaced, it wouldn't go away.
"Mr. Anderson..." She called out, and when Richard looked up in confusion, her eyelid suddenly twitched with unease. As if driven by some instinct, she abruptly turned to look outside the café window.
Across the street, beneath a large oak tree, a black Bentley was parked. The moment she saw the car, her heart skipped a beat. At the same time, the Bentley's window rolled down slowly.
Although only the upper half of the man's face was visible, and he wore sunglasses that covered most of his features, Nina recognized him instantly.
It was Shane. She nearly jumped out of her seat. Although his eyes were hidden behind the dark lenses, she could still feel the sharp, icy gaze piercing through her, sending chills

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