Rose Linder was about to replace many items in her bedroom, especially her bed. She felt sick when
thinking that Sky had had an affair with Sophie right on the bed for five years.
She called a housekeeping company to clean up her room, and it should be done when she's back
from business trip.
After lunch, she took a nap with her grandma, then was ready to pack up and leave.
"Are you leaving?" Joy Young came down from upstairs to encounter Rose with a 20-inches-size trolley
suitcase.
"Does Mom just want to push me away so eagerly?" Rose stared at Joy.
"You shouldn't have come back." Joy Young stepped down gracefully along the stairs and paused in
front of Rose, "You should go back wherever you belong to."
"Mom, I was born and brought up in Linder Family. I belong to here." Rose did not show weakness at
all.
Joy Young snorted coldly, "Rose Linder, I really don't know what on earth we owe you!"
"Mom, please take good care of yourself. I will be back after two days of business trip this time. And I
will bring gifts to Granny, you and dad. Don't appreciate me too much and see you later." Facing Joy's
meanness, Rose still smiled and turned around casually.
The sun was shining at noon, and the warm sunlight stretched Rose's figure.
Rose Linder got out of the villa and took a taxi to the airport.
At three ten, the plane took off on time and arrived at City J Airport within two hours.
After she stepped out of the exit passage of the airport, Bill Newman greeted her and took over the
suitcase in her hand, "Hello Miss Rose."
"Thank you Bill." Rose Linder followed him out of the lobby, and a black Mercedes-Benz car waited in
front of them.
The two got into the car and the driver drove the car away from the airport.
"Miss Rose, I will take you to the hotel first, and then to dinner. We will go to the theater at nine o'clock
tomorrow morning." Bill Newman told her the brief arrangement.
Rose nodded, then checked the phone with message from Nora Cooper. It said Nora would meet her at
about 7 pm.
After checking in at the Four Seasons Hotel, Rose intended to take a rest first and said, "Bill, I wanna
have a rest early, and I will take dinner myself."
"I was told by Mr. Bright to take good care of Miss Rose." Bill picked up the customer-service phone,
"What do you want for dinner? I'll order it for you."
"It's okay." Suffering for a long time, Rose Linder wasn't a picky girl on food any more.
Bill took the charge and ordered dinner for her, which was delivered soon.
Rose also unpacked the suitcase and stepped outside in a loose long-sleeved T-shirt which covered
her knees. She's a little bit surprised with a feast of dinner that was already placed on the table.
"Miss Rose, here's for you."
"Thank you Bill."
Rose sat down and began to enjoy her dinner.
After two bites, she saw Bill still standing there and asked him, "Bill, are you gonna stare me like that?
What about having dinner with me?"
"Sorry Miss Rose, please take your time." Bill finally left.
After Rose finished dinner, she went outside to have a walk. After returning to hotel, she went into the
bedroom, leaned against the bed, then opened laptop crossing her legs.
She had to prepare for work tomorrow morning.
When the doorbell rang after nine o'clock, Rose Linder wondered who would come at this moment?
She initially didn't pay much attention to it, but the doorbell kept ringing that drove her mad.
She put the laptop away, then went to open the door. It surprised her that it turned out to be Bright Lee.
He was standing at the doorway with long-straight legs leaning forward, and one hand on the door
frame. Wearing a striped three-piece formal suit, Bright looked drop-dead gorgeous, especially his
deep eyes and brows, and a strand of hair hanging down his forehead. There's no doubt that girls
always fall in love with heartthrob like him.
Bright Lee arrived here unexpectedly and walked inside naturally.
"You're drunk." He walked toward her with a scent of wine.
"What were you doing? It took so long to open the door." He didn't answered but asked her.
Rose closed the door and followed up, "Preparing for work."
"Worked so hard?" He sat down on sofa, stretching out his long arms.
"What is you here for?" Rose sat on a single sofa.
"Come to see you conveniently after a social gathering." The upsurge of alcohol made him a little dizzy,
and he rubbed his brows with fingers.
"I'm fine, thank you for that." Rose's aware of his bad status, "Mr. Lee, are you okay? Or you should go
home to take a rest."
Bright Lee stopped rubbing his eyebrows, staring at her for a while, "It's time to go back."
"Then I'll take you." Rose was secretly delighted when he intended to go back soon.
Bright got up, and Rose hurriedly stepped forward to hold his arm.
All of a sudden, he fell back to the sofa and even pulled her into it as well.
The eyes of the two were facing each other, their breaths were intertwined. There's strong masculine
aura surrounding her, and meanwhile he was attracted by the sweet fragrance on her.
It's quiet and silent as well as inexplicable, there's something fermenting between both...
"Mr. Lee, you okay?" Rose quickly got up while she pressed his arm.
"I'm good." His voice was a bit hoarse. He also sat up and asked, "How about you?"
Rose shook her head to show her peace: "Mr. Lee, where did you park your car? I'll take you there."
Bright sat for a while, then slowly got up and walked away. Rose stepped forward to support him.
Rose followed him all the way into the elevator, worrying about his condition. Thus she looked at him
from time to time.
They're down to the underground parking lot soon surrounded by dim lights. Then he led her forward to
a black Bentley Mulsanne. It seemed there's no one in the car.
"The driver is not here, please call him."
Bright lightly let go of her hand, just walked to car tipsily, finally opened the driver's door and intended
to slip into the seat.
Seeing this, Rose immediately grabbed his arm staring at him with her beautiful eyes, "Mr. Lee, what
are you doing?"
"Driving home." He had half slipped into the driver's seat.
"You are drunk, and definitely cannot drive the car." Drunk driving breaks the law that is much more
serious than imagined. "I'd better call you a substitute for driving."
As soon as Rose took out her phone to call, Bright stopped the call in a minute and put the key in her
hand: "Do me a favor. Thanks for taking me home, Ginkgo Villa."
"..." Rose looked at the key in her hand and couldn't refuse him more.
Bright put Rose in the driver's seat, and changed himself to the copilot seat.
Therefore, Rose could only fasten her seat belt and looked up at Bright. He leaned back in the seat and
closed his eyes to rest.
"Mr. Lee?" She tried to call him.
He did not move, as if he was asleep.
Rose had no choice but to lean over to fasten his seat belt. Then she followed navigation and drove the
car to leave the hotel's underground parking lot.
Because she's not familiar with road conditions, Rose concentrated on driving and didn't know there
was a car behind her that had been following them since Four Seasons
Hotel.
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