Schina was glancing at the two while they were staring at each other as they understood their silence. She was thinking that they might know each other but were afraid to talk. "Schina, we need to go. Hurry, get in the car," he ordered while staring at Stephen. "Mr. Andrews, see you tomorrow," she said cordially as she climbed into the car. Then he followed her, closing the door and directing his driver to go off right away. "Move aside," Axel growled frustratingly. She did as he said and studied his reaction. His brow furrowed, his mouth pouted, and he inhaled deeply. "Hey, mister. What’s wrong with you?" She slowly moves next to his seat when he ignores her, cupping his face and flipping it in her direction, "what are you doing?" He sounded irritated, but she smiled at him and placed her thumb on his brow, massaging it. "It will wrinkle
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