57. Sarah: Famous

Sarah’s Point of view:

As we disembarked from the jet, Ethan instructed Ben, his driver, "Take Sarah home, please."

I turned to Ethan, concerned. "What about you? Don't you have an important meeting to get to?"

Ethan smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry about me; another driver will pick me up. I'll feel better knowing you're returning home safely."

I nodded, agreeing. "Okay."

We shared a warm hug goodbye. "I'll be back immediately after the meeting," Ethan promised. "I'll take the rest of the day off."

"Okay, see you soon," I replied.

Ben loaded our bags into the sleek Lamborghini. As we drove away, I glanced back at Ethan, watching him disappear into the distance.

The city streets blurred together, my thoughts still with Ethan.

Ben's voice broke the silence. "Miss Sarah, would you like some music?"

I smiled. "That's fine, thank you, Ben."

We drove through the winding streets, the scenery shifting from urban to suburban.

Ben turned into the majestic entrance of Ethan's estate.

The gate