“Thank you for the ride, sir,” Autumn said as the grey Land Range Rover came to a stop in the parking lot of the company.

　　“It’s my pleasure, miss,” the driver said as she got down from the car, and made her way into the company with her cup of coffee in hand, while the driver drove off.

　　‘I wonder why he got me a personal driver,’ she thought while rummaging through her bag for the spare key to the company. She made to unlock the door only to ...