Celia thought there should be a receptionist, but everyone else had already left.

What Orlando was wearing was the researcher's uniform.

Seemingly seeing Celia's thoughts, Orlando said, "Don't worry, there's surveillance everywhere; I won't harm you.

Moreover, I'm the one to pick you up, and I'll be responsible for anything that happens to you."

Celia pursed her lips, and in her heart, she still suspected him. "Is there any evidence?"

She had to see the evidence ...