Chapter 132

Especially since Renee was sitting directly across from Carl. He sat with his legs crossed, his long fingers resting thoughtfully against his forehead, staring at her with clear interest.

Flustered, Renee quickly looked down, searching for the button on her seat to turn it toward the driver's side. Instead, she accidentally pressed the massage button. A buzzing sound filled the car, adding to her embarrassment.

As she frantically fumbled for the right button, a pair of hands casually rested on the armrest of her seat. Carl leaned slightly toward her, and his cool, fresh scent washed over her. Startled, she instinctively leaned back to avoid getting too close, but it was impossible to escape his gaze.

Their eyes met briefly before she hurriedly looked away. He, on the other hand, simply lowered his eyes and nonchalantly pressed a few buttons on her armrest.

Finally...

"It's broken," Carl said, without a hint of concern.

"..."

Renee looked up at him. His long eyelashes flickered a