"Why bother with all that trouble?"

Byron’s voice rang in her ears.

Rosalie's footsteps paused slightly, and she looked back at him in puzzlement.

Byron had already got off the car, met her gaze, raised his eyebrows. "I'm not in a hurry, why don't you let me drop you off?"

Rosalie hesitated.

‘It was difficult to take a taxi on this road, it would be great if Byron could send her off.

‘However, I’m still not used to the closeness between us.

‘And I can’t just accept Byron's kindness lightly.’

Byron saw through her thoughts, and said casually, "If you don't want to trouble me, I don't mind charging you for the ride."

Rosalie was at a loss again.

She did not believe that Byron's so-called ride charges were really just literal meaning.

Byron did not disappoint her. "As for the travel expenses, you have to accompany me to a place."

Rosalie asked him subconsciously, "Where are we going?"

Byron did not answer, instead opened the passenger driver's door for her and let her get in