Kevin wasn't oblivious. Sneaking a glance at Melissa through the rearview mirror, he noted her composed demeanor, gradually easing his own nerves. As long as she returned to the company unharmed, Melissa paid little mind to the driver's thoughts.

Thirty minutes later, the car halted outside the Waston Group's premises.

Melissa alighted from the vehicle, swinging the door open.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grasp her arm. Raising her head, she met Marcus' gaze.

Observing the crowd at the company entrance, Melissa questioned in a hushed tone, “Marcus, do you realize what you're doing?"