Grace had just finished arranging the last dress on display when she looked at the clock.
It was already six in the evening.
Just as she was about to close the boutique, a familiar black car stopped outside.
Amber smiled knowingly.
"He's punctual."
Grace looked outside and smiled unconsciously.
"He always is."
Amber walked beside her and whispered, "Go. I'll close the shop."
Grace looked at her.
"Are you sure?"
Amber rolled her eyes.
"I've been managing this place before you even started staying at the Bryant Mansion. Don't worry."
Grace laughed softly.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
She grabbed her bag before walking outside.
Samuel was already standing beside the car.
He naturally opened the passenger door for her.
Grace looked at him.
"You don't have to do this every time."
Samuel answered calmly, "I know."
"Then why do you keep doing it?"
"I want to."
Grace looked away with slightly red ears before getting inside the car.
