The parking lot was cold, making Molly shiver.

Ocelotte opened the door of gray Cullinan, gesturing for Molly to get in. She hesitated, afraid that the wine stains on her clothes would dirty his car. However, it was clear that he didn’t mind.

Ocelotte's eyes showed a hint of displeasure as he commanded, “Get in.”

Only then did Molly cautiously get in, trying her best not to dirty his car.

After a moment, Ocelotte followed and got into the car. Inside, the only sound was the faint click of