"If you want to see me tomorrow, I can try to come back," Liam joked. Wendy was taken aback. "Well, it's not like it's necessary." She feared he might bring up the bet again, so she cleared her throat before agreeing. "Alright, then. Tomorrow works. I have the day off."

After hanging up, she grabbed a quick bite and began to gather her few belongings. Just then, her passport fell to the floor at her feet. She glanced at it and realized it was time for a renewal.

It worked out perfectly; she could handle that tomorrow as well. So, she sent Liam a message asking for the address. However, when she received no response, she assumed he might be asleep and decided to focus on her own tasks instead. The next morning, Wendy slept in and woke up late. Just after finishing her morning routine, her phone buzzed. A message had been sent to her: "Ms. Sanders, I'm here to deliver the items. Have you finished packing?"

"If you're ready, I'll bring someone upstairs to help you move." The timing was perfect. Wendy quickly had a light breakfast. After Liam's team arrived, they moved her and her belongings to the new place within half an hour. The location was ideally situated near the hospital—it was just a ten-minute walk.

The movers handed her the keys and politely said, "Here's my business card. If you need anything in the future, feel free to give me a call." Wendy nodded.

After the movers left, she noticed that the business card didn't belong to a moving company. It was actually from a personal butler service. She wondered what Liam's intentions were.