bChapter /b357

She wrapped Charlie’s bcoat /baround him, A change bof /bbscenery /bmight be good for him too.

That’s up to byou /bguysb./bb” /b

“You’re wee,” he handed me his business card, “This is my phone number, feel free to contact me bif /byou have any questions.”

Charlotte took the business card and smiled.

Outside bthe /bairportb, /bshe watched as Charlie band /bthe members of the medical team left. Then she picked up her phone and called bJames/b.

Not long after, the other person answered, sounding clearly joyful, “Is ithat /iLottie?”

“Teacher, I was already in Pornd.”

James chuckled,“Alright, alright, I’ll send someone to pick you up right iaway/i.”

Not long bafter/b, a red g stopped bat /bexit 3. Charlotte nced at the license te number bsent /bby James, and it matched.

She pushed the luggage forward.

The middle–aged man who got out of the car walked around to the passenger seat and looked iat /iherb,/b“Are you Prof. Kendall’s student, Ms. Sutton?b” /b

Charlotte nodded, “Yes.b” /b

“Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long.”

The middle–aged man was respectful, carrying her luggage and opening the bcar /bdoor.

Charlotte got into the bcar/b,

University?”

ithink /i

The middle–aged man chuckled,

Driverb? /b

Charlotte was a bit bsurprised/b.

the other person was James’s colleague, just giving her a ride along the iway/i.“bAre /byou also ba /bteacher at Boston Medical

e got it wrong, I’m not him. I’m Prof. Kendall’s driver. Andre Medina, just call me Medina.”

She knew her teache

for so long, never heard about her teacher having a driver, huh?

But with the teacher’s prestige, it’s no big deal to spend money on hiring a driver for yourselfb, /bafter all, the professor’s retirement pension is not bad.

Soon, the car arrived at a

vintage sty

bcafe/b.

Charlotte followed behind Andre, entering this tea garden with blue tiles and white walls. The strong scent bof /bbtea /bflowers bgreeted /bbthem/bb, /brefreshing and bpleasant/b.