It's time to get off work.
Claire Prescott tidied up the consultation room and stepped outside for a breath of fresh air.
The ground had already been dried by the sun, and the sunset after the rain was particularly beautiful, warmly settling in the air, soothing to the eyes.
She took a deep breath of fresh air and stretched lazily.
Soon after, her gaze inadvertently fell on the car approaching.
The car eventually stopped steadily in front of Sinclair Apothecary.
Not long after, a man got out from the back seat, his white shirt tucked into his pants, exuding elegance and gentlemanly charm.
It was Ethan Lancaster.
His eyes were fixed straight on her, pausing for two seconds, then he casually walked towards her with a gift bag in hand.
His tall and broad figure completely overshadowed hers, extremely imposing.
Claire instinctively took a step back, her face expressionless as she met his deep eyes, "Mr. Lancaster, are you looking for me?"
