As Sarah stepped outside, she saw Victor waiting by his car, looking as handsome and composed as ever in a well-tailored suit.
For a moment, Victor seemed to freeze, his eyes widening slightly as he took in Sarah's appearance. It was just a fraction of a second, but Sarah noticed the momentary lapse in his usual composure. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, the look vanished, replaced by his customary charming smile.
"Miss Whitmore," Victor said, stepping forward to greet her. He took her hand, bowing slightly to brush his lips against her knuckles in a gentlemanly gesture. "You look absolutely stunning this morning. That shade of green is quite becoming on you."
Sarah felt a faint blush rise to her cheeks at the compliment. "Thank you, Mr. Mallory. You're too kind."
Victor escorted her to the car, his hand resting lightly on the small of her back. As they reached the vehicle, he opened the passenger door for her with a flourish. "After you, Miss Whitmore."
