Recognized by the familiar property management staff, Molly Wellington, who usually maintained a cool elite demeanor, instantly blushed.
She couldn't remember what she told the property management, casually throwing out a few excuses, while pinching Abraham Redington's shoulder under their stunned gaze.
"Hurry up… The elevator is on the left, top floor."
In a low voice, Molly Wellington reminded him and even buried her face into Abraham's chest, avoiding the property staff's curious and gossipy stares.
Until Abraham carried Molly Wellington's figure out of sight at the elevator door, the property staff member responsible for registration couldn't help but ask his colleague: "That… just now, the one that man carried into the elevator, was living on the top floor, wasn't it Miss Wellington?"
The property management staff deeply doubted their vision.
