"I'll take you to the hospital."
The man's deep, indifferent voice echoed inside the car.
Sitting in the back seat, Fiona Grantham slowly opened her eyes and gently shook her head. "No need, I'll be fine after resting a bit."
Mason Bennett glanced at the woman's complexion through the rearview mirror, it wasn't as bad as before, so he withdrew his gaze without asking further.
Hoping the man would continue to show some concern, she saw him resume driving, having already looked away.
Fiona Grantham bit her lip, a shadow of gloom passing through her eyes.
Her gaze fell to the car mat, where a black corner had caught her attention.
Fiona Grantham glanced at the man driving in front, then leaned forward to pick up the card wedged in the gap from the mat.
She looked at the card in her hand, her eyes flashing slightly before quickly tucking it into her pocket.
After dropping Fiona Grantham back at her place, Mason Bennett drove straight back to the company.
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