Chapter 88 - Comfort From The Silent Driver

Later That Evening

Chelsea heard a series of knocking on her door and walked towards it to open it. She immediately stopped halfway as she remembered she was putting on only her underwear. Only Joyce or Dylan visited her in her room. She and Dylan were no longer relating on intimate terms. Revealing too much of her body to him would only classify her as desperate.

Besides, he might even get mad and infuriated at her because of it or make an issue out of it. It was also highly possible that he would find it disrespectful and talk her down for it. Honestly, at this point, there was no telling what Dylan would do. There wasn't a thing as being too careful around him.

She turned around and headed for her closet. She put on a mini gown and proceeded to open the door. She saw Dylan standing outside with two other of his guards. Dylan stood with his hands inside his pockets while the guards stood behind him, their hands clasped together behind them.

Behind the three of them was a tall meta