Chapter 44 Really? You mean that?

The business card was tastefully designed, framed by the elegant Aurora Group logo, which was prominent enough to convey luxury without being overly flashy. That logo silently boasted of the company's grandeur and success. In a clear spot on the card, the word "Driver" was written in a sophisticated gold script, with Tristan's name neatly penned in black below it. "Driver sounds more upscale than a security guard," Nova mused to herself. She took a deep breath to gather her thoughts, then slid into the passenger seat of the luxury car, nodding towards the back seat and offering a professional smile. "Hello, Mr. Peterson." Nathan gave a quiet acknowledgment, then said no more, his gaze resting on Tristan as if he were an interesting spectacle. The car grew exceptionally quiet as Nova sat in the front, trying her best not to break the tense silence. Before long, they arrived at Nova's house. Tristan turned to her and said, "You head in; I'll drop Mr. Peterson off after." Nova nod