Chapter 448

Calla turned her head back, staring at the elevator's indicator, silently willing it to hurry up. It seemed like the elevator was taking forever to arrive, stopping at every floor. She pressed the button several times more, but it made no difference.

The next moment, Pierre emerged from his apartment wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase.

Calla felt a little awkward facing Pierre, but she tried to maintain her composure as he joined her before the elevator. "Aren't you going to rest at home before heading to work?"

Pierre's face showed no signs of anything unusual. Calla began to doubt whether she had been reading too much into it.

Pierre smiled and said, "There's a pile of work waiting for me at the firm. I can't afford to rest."

He glanced at his wristwatch and frowned. "You're going to be late today."

"Yes." Calla anxiously watched the elevator, growing more frustrated by the second.

"I can drive you there. We'll make it in time," Pierre offered.

"No need. We're not going