Chapter 5. Misinterpreting the Situation

She gave him Isabella's address, and he didn't probe any further, but she could feel the tension in the air. His knuckles were white as he tightly gripped the steering wheel. The silence was deafening as no one spoke a single word. Arianna was too nervous to open her mouth since she didn't know why he was suddenly so angry. She kept recollecting what she had said to make him so furious.

He parked his car right in front of Isabella's house. "You live here with your friend?" he asked, gritting his teeth. Laurence could see that her friend was quite well off since this was a huge sprawling villa with a picturesque front yard. He felt very jealous of her boyfriend and couldn't wait to get his hands on him.

"Thank you, sir," said Arianna, and Laurence gave her a brief nod. "Arrive at 8 o'clock tomorrow, " he said gruffly. She nodded, got down, and closed the door after her. She walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. To her surprise, her boss didn't drive off but sat