Taya had just walked out when the man behind her suddenly stood up and reached out to hold her hand.

"I'll drive you," he said.

Griffon dismissed the driver and then opened the passenger door, gesturing for her to get in.

Taya felt both annoyed and amused. She wasn't planning on running away, so he didn't need to be so clingy, did he? "Why don't you just put a tracker on me?" she suggested. "That

way you can monitor me all the time and make sure I don't run

off."

The man holding the car door ...