C16 Mr Whitehead Entered the Room

Annette nodded and said, "Yes, he is a good person. However, I don't have much contact with him. If you want to understand him, it's best if you check it yourself." She thought that he wanted to investigate Brad.

"I know." Toby smiled and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back."

"Okay."

Annette went out, and Toby followed.

Annette went downstairs with Toby.

When Annette was about to call for a taxi, Toby said, "Sit in my car. You can just point the way."

Annette realized that something was wrong. She quickly said, "Mr. Whitehead, there's no need to trouble you. I can take a taxi home!"

Who asked him to send her home? It was so awkward!

Toby leaned against the car and looked at the silly girl in front of him. He said lazily, "Annette, I'm actually very tired. I need a place to rest now. My identity doesn't allow me to stay in a hotel. It's so late, so I can only stay at your house. So, to be exact, I'm not sending you back, but I want to go back with you."

What?

Staying at her house?

Annette immediately rejected him, "No!"

"Reason?" Toby raised his eyebrows.

His eyebrows twitched and a fierce look appeared on his face. It landed on Annette's heart, making her jump unconsciously.

Annette was at a loss. She said, "Because, because I live alone."

"That's great. I can sleep on your sofa."

"But..."

"There is no 'but'. This is an order! Or do you want to throw your future boss on the road in the middle of the night?" Toby was quite good at playing the peacemaker.

Annette was shaken.

Half an hour later, Toby stepped into Annette's house. This was the first time Annette had let a man enter her house. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she did her best to build up her confidence.

Just pretend... Just pretend that she had gotten used to living together in advance.

Toby was born with the aura and sharpness of a superior.

His every action and movement was the focus of attention.

In order to ignore Toby's powerful presence, Annette put the blanket on the sofa after entering the house. After Toby was done, Annette went into her own room to pack her things.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Toby started to size up the entire house.

Annette lived in a one-bedroom house. Because the layout was simple, he could see the furnishings at a glance. The first thing that caught his attention was a wall full of books. Toby stood in front of the bookshelf and bent down slightly. He looked at the books but did not touch anything. He squinted his eyes and smiled faintly.

There were all kinds of books on it, and they were all in foreign languages. It could be seen that Annette was not only knowledgeable, but also had a deep understanding of the language.

It was no wonder that she could become the best interpreter in her time.

Next was the living room and the kitchen.

Every corner of the house was not cleaned. Even though she could see that she was about to pack her things and move out, there was not a single mess in the house.

This kind of person... usually had an emotional obsession with cleanliness.

In the house, Annette could feel someone walking outside. At first, she was worried that Toby would come knocking on the door. After confirming that there was no movement, she was relieved and prepared to rest.

Outside the house, Toby was lying on the sofa. The sound of the bedroom lights being turned off could be heard clearly.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He relaxed his mind and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Annette was woken up by the smell of food. She remembered that Toby was in her house and her nerves were suddenly awake.

She hurriedly opened her eyes and changed her clothes before going out.

In the living room, the sun shone through the window and landed behind the man. He had a faint smile on his face as he held the knife and fork elegantly in his hands. He looked at her and said, "You've woken up. Let's have breakfast together."

Annette walked over. There was a simple Western-style breakfast on the table, sandwich and milk.

"Sit."

Annette sat down.

Toby took the knife and fork and handed them to her. He said, "I called someone to help you move out. After breakfast, I'll start packing."

Annette looked at the fragrant food and said, "Oh."

Toby glanced at her absent-minded expression and smiled. "Annette, do you know what I'm talking about?"

Annette looked up at him and was still confused. However, her head was slowly turning.

"You mean... move?" Annette finally came to her senses. "I can move by myself!"

"You know my address?" Toby asked with a smile.

"..."

He really didn't know.

Toby said, "I have a break today, so I can take you there." After saying that, he looked at the time and said, "You only have ten minutes to eat breakfast. After that, we'll move."