"Yes, sir," the assistant replied with a smile.
"Let's disembark as well!"
Phoebe accepted the sunglasses handed over by the assistant, turned around, and walked out of the room. The assistant followed, carrying several gift boxes. They stepped off the yacht one after the other, where a car was already waiting at the pier.
"Please, sir!"
The driver had already gotten out of the car and opened the door as he saw them approaching.
Phoebe turned and sat inside the car, leaning back against the seat, then suddenly reached out to hold the door handle.
"Did you take the peculiar shell I left on the coffee table?"
It was something he had chanced upon on a beach during his trip to the South Indian Ocean, and had brought back for his darling because he found it especially unique and beautiful.
The assistant apologized with a smile, "I didn't know that was a gift too. Please wait a moment, I'll fetch it right away!"
"Alright."
Phoebe nodded, and the driver then closed the car door.
