C4 Found Four

I have already submitted my resignation letter, but I still need to stay there for a month for the turnover.

I am going to Mr. Snob tonight because of the driving lesson.

I am pretty nervous because he looks so strict. I hope we don’t clash because I often clash with those who have that kind of personality. My personality is too strong for them; that is why we clash.

I was about to call for a cab when my phone rang. I furrowed. It is an unknown number. Who could it be?

I shrugged, then I answered my phone.

"Hello?"

"Alli?" Omg! His voice sounded like someone. Who could it be?

"Yes? May I know who's on the line?" I asked.

"Andrew." Oh, it's Mr. Snob.

“Oh, Andrew! I am on my way. I was about to call for a cab.” I said because I was worried he would yell at me.

But wait, I am not yet late.

"Where are you?" He asked coldly.

"Sorry?"

"I said where are you? I'll pick you up!" He sounds so pissed.

I just rolled my eyes.

“I’m here at Shangri-La at the east wing,” I answered him.

After 15 minutes, he is already here.

He went out of the car to open the door for me. In fairness, he is a gentleman. I just smiled at him and went inside his car.

Alli, stop acting cute that’s not who you are. And when did you become cute? I scolded myself.

He immediately went inside his car. “Your seatbelt.” He reminds me.

I frowned. Wait, what did he say? Oh, seatbelt!

I was about to get the seatbelt when he took it and put the seatbelt for me.

His face is too close to mine.

“I said your seatbelt.” He said seriously.

I felt blushed because of what he did. And his breath smells nice. I didn’t expect that because he doesn’t talk much, so I thought his breath don’t smell good. But his breath smells so fresh it as if he just finished brushing his teeth with mouthwash.

"T-thanks," I stuttered because of nervousness.

I am not used to wearing a seatbelt. It's not my first time to ride in the shut gun seat of the car, but with the people I’m with, putting on a seatbelt is not a big deal. But oh well, safety first!

In less than 30 mins we arrived at his driving school. And I found out that aside from that he also has a car shop. Maybe he likes cars. But it looks like he only does that part-time.

As per my research, he also managed their family business which is hotels and resorts. At the age of 26, he is already the CEO of their company. The same goes with Lance and Mike. I think Vince is the only one who hasn’t started taking over their company. But they said that being an actor is also part of his training.

We have started our lesson. He put me in the car they use for their student. I was still in the shotgun seat while he was in the driver's seat. He teaches me the parts and functions of the car. And the basic rules of driving like the signs that are seen on the road. This lesson drained me.

"Do you have an outline there for me to review?" I groaned.

"What?" He said, frowning.

"I mean, you'll not expect me to memorize everything you said now, right?" I said while crossing my finger that he will not scold me.

He sighed. "Don't worry, there is. You will need that for your written exam."

“Oh, I see.” I just said.

We finished our first lesson. Since its dinner time, we decided to have dinner together.

"Andrew?" I broke the silence.

"Yes?" He replied.

"Are you always like that?" I can’t help but ask. Sorry curiosity hits me.

"What do you mean?" He frowned.

“Like that. You don’t talk. You look like you don’t know how to laugh.” I said.

He smiled. My eyes widen. Do I see things right? Mr. Snob smiled at me! Wow, this is an achievement!

“Can’t you answer me?” I said.

He shook his head. “It's not like that. I don’t find any reason to laugh. I might look crazy if I laugh for no reason, right?”

He has a point there. Suddenly I want to see him laugh. And I want that to be my mission.