Glaring at Evander Lancaster, Sophia Hamilton turned to walk toward the steps in front of the club.
Such a narcissistic and perverse man, just looking at him is irritating, waiting for him? How conceited!
Perhaps the towing of her car had something to do with him!
Otherwise, why would the CEO call her over to deliver documents late at night and have her wait here? It must be this guy's idea.
Standing on the edge of the steps and looking at the deserted streets, not a taxi in sight, not even a shadow of a person, she had no choice but to call a Didi to pick her up.
Just as she took her phone out, Evander Lancaster approached the steps as well.
"Hey, want a free ride home with me?"
He looked at the empty street with a smug satisfaction.
The club's location is remote, and it's rare to find a taxi even during the day, let alone at night.
Sophia Hamilton gave him a glare but didn't respond.
