Chapter 65 Guess Who Came To Rescue Me?!

• CASPIAN'S POV:
• I’d completely forgotten I’d asked Ayra to stay late at the office to handle some documents. It wasn’t until I overheard Mr. Wycliffe mentioning her that I realized she was still here, well past regular hours and with a storm rolling in. The forecast had warned everyone to stay indoors from 6 p.m., and a part of me felt a pang of guilt… but another part—well, I wasn’t above testing her a little. She was always so prim, so composed; maybe a bit of discomfort wouldn’t hurt.
• When I drove into the company compound, there she was, standing at the entrance, hugging herself tightly as the rain came down in frigid torrents. She looked like a soaked kitten—cold, shivering, and completely out of her element. A faint smirk tugged at my lips as I watched her, arms wrapped around herself, her hair plastered to her forehead. She looked lost.