When the pa*senger window of the car was lowered halfway, a good-looking face was revealed. Despite the dim streetlight, Harper could still recognize who he was.

Stunned for a few seconds, she hurriedly over in her high heels and grew certain that it was him when she got nearer.

“Silas.”

With a trembling voice, she called out his name.

The man inside the car slowly curled his lips into a smile, “Hi,

Harper.”

As she had not heard him call out her name for a long time, Harper’s ...