Vigilantly, Evelyn looked at him.

"I can walk myself."

The vigilance in her eyes wasn't lost on him. Chuckling, he said,

“Evelyn, don't worry. I won't try anything with you." ‘Not in a blunt, straightforward way. Why would she think that I could do that to her?

I'L only ever do something if she wants me to."

“You promise?" In hindsight, she figured she must have been really drunk to trust him.

“I promise!" he replied.

Sheffield took Evelyn back to the car and fastened her seat belt.

"If you want, you can take a nap first. I'll wake you up when we arrive," he said.

“Okay, drive me to the manor."

"ALL right,"

Sheffield replied. However, when Evelyn woke up, she was still in the car.

A bit scared, she turned her head only to find an empty driver's seat.

‘Where's Sheffield?'

It was dark outside. Where were they?

Just then, the door opened. It was Sheffield.

"Ooh, you're awake."

Upon seeing him, Evelyn let out a sigh of relief.

"Where are we?" she asked.

“On Bloom Road. My car broke down." He stood at the door and lit a cigarette with a Lighter, seemingly worried

It was not the first time she had seen him smoking. She had seen it once or twice in Flando.

But this was the first time she'd seen him smoking since they got back from Flando.

“How did that happen?" She glanced around but couldn't see anything.

She knew they still had at least a good two kilometers before they could reach the Hilton family's manor.

Sheffield puffed out the smoke and glanced around too.