Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 176: Candice arrived at the appointed time. She searched for the information she needed, taking photos with her phone whenever necessary. It wasn't until midnight that she finally finished. Leaving the archive center, Candice took the last subway to her apartment in the city center. She exited the subway station and scanned the surroundings. There were only a few people lingering nearby. No street lamps lined the path from the subway station to her apartment. The dark evening sky was devoid of stars and moonlight, and the long, quiet street was empty.

The cold wind blowing through the alley made her shiver with fear. As she walked, Candice tightened her collar. Suddenly, a strong light from behind illuminated the road ahead. At first, she thought it was just a passing car's headlights. But as she continued, she realized the bright light was following her. No matter where she went, the light followed. It stayed with her until she stepped out of the dark alley. Candice didn't turn around until she reached the intersection.

As she looked back, a car emerged from the alley, its headlights blinding her and obscuring the driver and license plate. Soon, the lights went off and the car stopped in front of her. Only then did Candice recognize the sleek shape of Milton's Bentley. He had been following her, illuminating her path. Candice was dumbfounded. It was already past midnight. Why was Milton out here at this hour? Discover new releases gαℓησvℓs․com Without delay, Milton cut the engine, stepped out of the car, and walked over to her. "Why haven't you replied to my message?" he asked.

That was when Candice remembered the text she had received at six in the afternoon. She had ignored it, and now six hours had passed. Had he been waiting for her all this time? Knowing Candice's habit of taking the subway home, Milton must have been waiting near the station. It was an absurd thought. If that was the case, then he must have been pretty bored. "I don't check my phone," Candice blurted out the first excuse that came to her. Milton didn't press her further on that topic.

Instead, he asked, "What were you doing out so late?" "I had work to finish," Candice replied, looking down at her shoes. "By the way, how much do I owe you for these shoes? I'll pay you back." . . .