Meanwhile, after Channing rushed downstairs, he noticed Winnie walking slowly down the street
He picked up the speed and asked, “Where’s your car?”
Winnie was mildly surprised when she heard his voice, "My... My driver went home early due to some
urgency.”
“How about your assistant?”
“I've been free recently, so she's on vacation.”
"I see." After a little pause, Channing responded.
“Don't you have to go back to school? It's going in a different direction.” After a few steps, Winnie
questioned.
“Allow me to send you home.” Instead, Channing responded.
Winnie was taken aback by an unexpected response. "I'm an adult and can go back by myself; you
should go back before the school gate closes." Winnie gave a cheerful smile.
“There is still a lot of time,” Channing explained.
Winnie could tell he was adamant about doing so.
She paused for a while to think and then said, "I want to see a friend who lives nearby; I’ll arrive in a
nick of time, you don't need to send me..."
“Then I'll send you to the building.”
Winnie was at a loss for words.
As a result, they continued strolling and were surrounded by malls rather than residences. Winnie
couldn’t find an opportunity.
“I arrived, thank you for sending me, bye.” Winnie waved farewell as soon as she saw an apartment
building.
Channing remained still and nodded, "Go in."
Winnie forced out a smile and walked in holding her bag.
“Where is your security card?” said the security guard.
Winnie couldn't give up at this point, saying, "I'm here for my friend."
“Call her and have her come get you; you can't go in without the card.” The guard continued.
The guard watched as Winnie pulled out her phone but was hesitant to call or turn around because she
knew Channing was still standing behind her.
Her actions drew the guard's attention, and he said, "Why are you here?"
“I…”
While she was at a loss for words, "Sorry, we've got the wrong place." Channing interrupted and drew
her away.
Winnie realized Channing had been holding her hand since they had left the apartment building and
immediately drew it back. She wanted to explain but wasn't sure where to begin.
Channing ignored what had occurred and pulled out his phone, asking, "Your address?"
Winnie gave him her home address.
Channing nodded then clicked a couple of times on the screen before setting the phone aside.
They stood beside the street letting the cold breeze brushed over them.
Winnie looked up at the boy who was a head taller than her.
Evening lighting highlighted his handsome face and delicate features.
She had to admit that their family's genetics were immaculate.
Stella was stunning, and her brother was equally so.
With a face like that, he could easily become famous in the entertainment business. Such a lovely face.
A white sedan car arrived in front of them while Winnie was engrossed in the scene in front of her. “Our
ride is here,” Channing murmured, interrupting her stare.
Winnie massaged her neck in embarrassment as she returned to reality.
Channing, on the other hand, opened the door for her and she hopped on, followed by Channing.
Winnie went closer to the window to remain a good distance from him.
This was not the first time a guy had sent her home, but she felt weird.
Channing was aware of her actions but kept quiet.
Apart from the music played by the driver, there was no talk along the trip.
That was a collection of songs from the 1980s and 1990s, and it was very annoying.
Winnie pulled out her ear buds quietly as she noticed Channing staring at her.
“Would you like one?”
Channing gave a nod.
Channing approached as he accepted one of the earpieces she had given him.
Winnie's eyes widened; it's wireless kid, no need to get closer! You could stay where you were, it won’t
affect you much!
But he had approached, so Winnie remained silent and began playing an English tune.
Winnie realized she'd made a major mistake when she handed him one of the earpieces a moment
later.
She was irritated not only she couldn’t stop the driver from playing the music, but also because her
right ear heard the one she was playing while her left ear heard disco music from the 1990s. She could
develop schizophrenia.
She cast a peek towards Channing and noticed that he was quietly staring out the window, not affected
by this.
Alright then, let it be.
They arrived half an hour later.
Winnie stepped out of the car as soon as it came to a stop; she needed some peace.
Her entire body felt relieved as soon as she got out.
As Channing got out, she turned off the music and gestured behind her, saying, "That's my home, you
should go back now."
Channing replied, "Let me see you in."
Winnie became dumbfounded once more.
What was the matter with this kid?
He didn't believe her?
Winnie explained while letting out a cough, "I live here."
“I know,” Channing said with a smile.
“Goodbye.” As she went away, she waved facing him.
“Goodbye.”
She turned to face her apartment building, smiling.
Channing kept an eye on her as she walked home. He was about to say something but he came to a
halt.
After she had disappeared, he withdrew the earpiece and grinned looking at it.
When Winnie arrived home, she noticed she only had one earpiece and quickly contacted Channing.
“Did you leave?”
“Yes.”
Winnie sat on the sofa and said, "Do you have one of my earpieces?"
“Do I?” he asked, pausing before continuing, “Yes, I do.”
“Is it urgent? If not, I can return it to you tomorrow.” Channing emphasized.
“No, it's just an earpiece, nothing to worry about,” Winnie said slowly. “Okay... be cautious on the way
back.”
“Okay, can I text you when I arrive?” Channing asked.
“Huh?” Winnie stunned.
“I just want to let you know that I arrive safely.”
“Oh... Okay.”
“I’m hanging up then,” Channing said with a smile.
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