Chapter 67

A low-key and steady Maybach pulled up at the entrance. Could it be Marvin's car? As she pondered this, the car door swung open, and Marvin emerged, dressed in a suit. He strode over with grace and greeted her, "Good morning. I'm going to Zachary's place to discuss something today and figured you'd be going there as well. I thought I'd offer to give you a ride." Cynthia was quite surprised. "Thank you very much. You're so kind! Have you eaten breakfast? I have a lunch box with me." Even though Marvin had already eaten, he couldn't resist smiling at the sight of the beautifully arranged meal she had prepared by herself. "I guess I am hungry," he said. "Let's go get in the car." "Sure." Under his gentlemanly care, Cynthia got into the car and opened the lunch box for him. After getting into the car, Marvin politely accepted the food she had prepared and tasted it. Her cooking always left him with a comforting feeling of being grounded and satisfied. Alex, who was driving, looked