At that moment, Alexis's phone interrupted.

It was her secretary calling.

The secretary inquired about the evening's celebration party. Alexis, meeting Leonel's gaze, responded with assurance, “I'll be there punctually."

Ending the call, she turned to Leonel. “I'll handle the driving myself."

"Are your legs bothering you?" Leonel grabbed the car keys. "Let me take the wheel."