They worked on the experiments until it was eight at night.

When they left the lab, Xander looked at the time and suggested, “It’s already late. Why don’t we have dinner since we haven’t met each other for some time?”

Rosalie was exhausted and rejected. “Not today. I’m tired.”

Xander did not give up and said, “I’ll drive you home, then.”

Rosalie could not help thinking of what she had guessed about Xander before and seemed troubled. “Thank you, Young Master Xander, for your kind offer. Howev