Not long after, the car slowed as it approached the familiar entrance of the Imperial Hotel.
The tall building stood proudly under the morning light, its polished glass reflecting the busy city outside.
Without hesitation, Zachary steered the car smoothly toward the employee entrance, as if he had done it many times before.
His movements were calm. Too natural for someone who claimed he was "just passing by."
The car came to a gentle stop.
Sienna let out a small breath she didn't realize she had been holding. She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned slightly toward him, offering a polite smile.
"Thank you, Zach," she said sincerely. "But, seriously… You didn't have to do this."
Zachary glanced at her, his gaze calm, yet something subtle flickered in his eyes. "Why?" he asked casually.
The single word made her pause.
There was no sharpness in his tone, but there was something else… something faintly displeased, as if he didn't quite like her reaction.
