Chapter 1072
“She was behind the walls of the garden,” Ren explained while a maid proffered a primordial pouch to
him. He then put it into the bag before zipping it. Guess I should give her a bath.
“Did she hurt herself anywhere?”
“No. Only her fur is dirty,” he soothed her before facing the maid. “I‘ll have dinner here.”
“Madam Falkner has called to inform us that she has an appointment with Old Master Lloyd. We will
prepare dinner for you and Miss Singed,” the maid replied.
His brows were slightly knitted together. When the maid turned around, he suddenly added,
“Nevermind, then. I‘ll take Miss Singed somewhere else for dinner.”
Ruka was baffled as she blinked her beady eyes. “Are we dining out?”
“Hmm. You should wash yourself up and change your clothes. I‘ll wait for you,” said Ren.
Her heart palpitated at the thought of going out with him for dinner. The sudden change of plan was a
surprise to her, causing her to be jittery because never once had she shared a private meal with him
before.
As such, she returned to her room for a shower. Considering how late it was and the possibility of the
man growing impatient from all the waiting, she dried her hair and headed downstairs with a bare face.
She wanted to put on some light make–up, but there was no time for that.
“Mr. Ren, I‘m ready.” She smiled at the man who was sitting on the couch.
She dressed up like a college student–a thin, white down jacket; a pair of jeans and white sneakers.
After getting into his car, she felt the urge to hush her breathing. The air was solemn enough with the
presence of the two bodyguards. Now that there was another man that exuded impelling force, her
mind was in a daze and she could not even come up with a decent topic.
In actuality, she was not that close with Ren; they met less than twice in a year, especially after she
was told off during middle school. They had not seen each other for years when he pursued his studies
abroad. He did appear when Scarlet was celebrating Ruka‘s graduation from high school, but that was
the last time they met. Now, he was a mature man who no one dared to approach.
“Did the translation department contact you?” Ren suddenly inquired.
“N–not yet,” she stammered with her words due to nervousness.
At that time, her phone suddenly rang, which prompted her to ask, “May 1 answer the call?”
Her expression somehow indicated that it was a sin for her to answer a call in front of him.
“Sure.” He nodded.
It was not until then that she glanced at the screen. Despite the surging surprise and pleasure, she kept
her voice as low as possible. “Are you here yet?”
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