Chapter 585

"I'll wait until the rain eases before heading home—it's not urgent," Helen answered. "I can drive you. This isn't letting up anytime soon, and I'd feel uneasy letting you go alone," Alexander offered. "Thank you, Mr. Fields, but it's really not necessary. I'll manage. Worse case, I'll just leave later—it's no rush," she insisted. Seeing her resolve, he didn't press further. Shortly after, Caitlyn called, advising her not to go anywhere because Samson was on his way to pick her up. But before Samson arrived, Julien showed up instead, braving the heavy rain with a black umbrella. His black attire was soaked through as he walked into the lobby, his tall figure familiar and commanding. Helen caught sight of him from the corner of her eye and immediately averted her gaze, refusing to acknowledge him. It wasn't until he stopped directly in front of her and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Lennie," that she looked up slightly. She didn't respond, her lashes lowering to hide her emotion