Unexpected Encounter with my Boss (Vincent and Tiffany)

Teresa shrank back and said, "Since you've already brought me here, I can walk home on my own!"

Leon said nothing. He just looked at her as if he were about to swallow her alive. It made the hairs on the back of Teresa's neck stand up.

"Stop trying to refuse, ma'am!" Clyde said impatiently. "It doesn't end well with people who try to be courteous with Leon."

The last time, Leon had ordered that a man's arm be chopped off. The man in question had refused, which had angered Leon and resulted in him chopping off both an arm and a leg.

Teresa was at a loss for words. She had only heard of people getting into trouble after offending someone. It was the first time she had heard that being polite would do the same too. However, Leon didn't look like someone to cross. Teresa had no confidence in herself. If she really did offend him, she would be the one to suffer.

She tried to calm herself, and when Leon reached out to pick her up, she said nothing. A breeze swept past, and Teresa shivered. She only had a T-shirt on.

Leon looked down at her. "Are you cold?"

Teresa shook her head.

He turned to Clyde and said, "Take off your jacket."

"It's alright..." Before Teresa could finish, Clyde had shimmied out of his jacket and put it over her.

Leon carried her over to the apartment complex. "Which building do you live in?"

"A019."

When they reached the building, Teresa made up an apartment number. Leon only put her down at the door. Luckily, he left with Clyde without insisting that she go inside.

Teresa waited for about ten minutes before taking the elevator down. Seeing that Leon's car was gone, she began limping to her own apartment block.

As the car drove out of the neighborhood, Clyde couldn't help saying, "Leon, I could've sent her back. Why did you have to go to the trouble of sending her back personally? You even carried her! If Ms. Grant were to see you, there's no telling what would happen."

Leon had his eyes closed in the back

seat. The image of Teresa rose

en in his mind. He opened his

eyes and looked coldly at Clyde. "Don't tell her, then."

"Alright, Leon." Clyde shut up.

Leon looked away, but he saw the bag of medicine out of the corner of his eye. He frowned and said, "Turn back."

"Okay." Clyde made a U-turn at the

road ahead and drove a couple of

hundred feet before a red lioret

appeared. As the car stopped slowly, the green light lit up.

Clyde looked aimlessly at the road. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure. "Leon!"

"What is it?"

Clyde pointed ahead. "It's that lady!"

Leon looked in the direction he was pointing at and saw Teresa limping across the crosswalk. "Where's she going?"

Leon watched her cross the road and head to the apartment complex. "Follow her," he ordered.

Teresa walked back to her own neighborhood. She didn't notice that there was a car following her. She entered the apartment complex, but the car was stopped outside

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A security guard stuck his head out from the booth and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Clyde wound down his window. "Visiting a relative," he answered with a grin, but he still looked like a shady character.

"Which building and apartment number does your relative live in?" The security guard was wary.

"I forgot."

"... I can't let you in, then."