Sophie's eyes widened as she stared at Aidan in, then let out a short, incredulous laugh. She jabbed a finger at him, unable to hide her amusement. "Wait, you're not only a bartender but also a driver?"
Kathryn, who was still staring at Aidan with jaws dropped, turned to Sophie, as the reality dawned on her.
Was Aidan working for the Royals? As a driver?
Aidan was wearing a crisp white button-down shirt tucked neatly into dark slacks, paired with a fitted black jacket. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing toned forearms, and a plain black tie hung loose around his neck. His shoes were well polished and he looked extremely good-looking.
With his clean-cut appearance, it was easy to mistake him for someone important.
Aidan didn't say a word. He only smirked and stepped out of the car, looking from Sophie to Kathryn. "What are you both doing here?"
