The security guard who had been scolded by Daniel earlier returned, now holding a cup of coffee in his hand. It was identical to the one Daniel had dropped before, but with only one cup this time, Daniel hesitated to take it.“What’s wrong, Mr. Mateo?” the security guard asked.Daniel glanced at Sophia, who was still waiting for a taxi, standing not far from where he and the security guard were.“Nothing. Thank you, Dean,” Daniel replied, taking the coffee and walking back toward Sophia. He stood beside her, sipping the coffee with satisfaction.“It seems you’ll have to wait a few more hours to get a taxi. If so, you’ll be home quite late—unless you’re willing to accept my earlier offer,” Daniel said.
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