Lana spent her entire Sunday lazing at her home and swearing to herself to never drink like that ever again. She ordered delivery for both lunch and dinner. She also enquired about her car and found that it was also not ready yet.

  She felt too lazy to go back home and get another car for herself and was afraid of her mother's nagging if she asked her to send the car, so she just picked up the case of Gale and started to ponder over it once again. Her thoughts quickly drifted to Liam, and she wondered what exactly made him stay at her house at night.

  She again tried to recall and except for a little of her blabbering she was unable to remember anything else.

  Lana felt things were a bit weird by the way Liam explained everything to her, but was defeated by her not being able to remember anything.

  She then focussed on the case and started to prepare the list of possible conspiracy theories her mind could gather regarding the case of the murder of the rich businessman on his wedding night. She listed down the names of relatives and beneficiaries after his death and also the list of family members who were close to the deceased and those who were against him in any way. Then she concentrated on the list of names of friends and servants in the family home and his important employees. By night she felt a little satisfied with her list of inquiries and questions, as she knew Liam wanted her to assist him in that case……

  She woke up on Monday Morning and got ready to go to the office. She was about to call for a cab when her mobile phone started ringing.

  "I'm outside. Are you ready?" Liam asked. She creased her forehead and said, "You don't have to pick me up every morning."

  "Just come out once you're ready. We will go directly to the detention center and meet the client." Liam plainly specified.

  "I'm coming out now," Lana mumbled as she hung up the phone and quickly ran outside her house.

  She halted, seeing Liam outside, leaning on his car door, looking intently into his mobile. Her mind was suddenly filled with the images of that Greek deity figure she saw in her bathroom yesterday.

  She blinked her eyes and saw how handsome he looked in his casual posture, even when he wore a business suit. She was obviously smitten with that handsome view, but she chided herself and deliberately shook her head to erase the unnecessary dirty thoughts crawling in her mind.

  She was helpless, although she hated to get close to men, but she was still a human being, and who wouldn't admire such a beauty standing in front of her. She grinned at her own silly reasoning and thoughts.

  Liam saw her grinning foolishly and asked with his raised eyebrows, "Is there something funny?" Then he opened the door for Lana.

  "Oh yeah, you… Picking me up like this is funny. Wait… You're driving today also? Where's Andrew again?" Lana asked.

  "Get in. Andrew is sick." Liam almost whispered while his left hand lifted and started massaging his nape.

  Lana sat down on the front passenger seat. Liam followed soon and took the driver's seat.

  "He looked fine last time I saw him at your place." Lana mumbled and Liam did not comment.

  "Do you want me to drive? I remember Miley said you hated driving." Lana offered herself as the sacrificial lamb.

  "It's okay. I usually drive myself when I go out on the field like this." Liam countered before gulping. He didn't know why, but that morning he denied the services of Andrew and now when asked he couldn't even say the truth in front of Lana.

  He hated driving, especially on field days like this, but for some reasons, he had had an urge to drive on his own lately. It could be because he knew that Andrew was one of Jorge's spies, passing his information about Lana and his interactions to Jorge and eventually to his dad?

  Lana's stomach rumbled, so she suggested, "Can we have a detour through a drive thru? Sorry to bother you, but I'll just grab some coffee and a sandwich and eat in the car itself."

  Liam simply nodded, but he did not take to a drive thru but parked his car in a restaurant along the way.

  "Let's dine. I will eat breakfast too." Lana heard Liam speak before going out of his car. Lana followed.

  "Don't you usually eat breakfast with your family before leaving for work?" Lana asked with knitted brows when they finally sat on the chairs.

  Instead of answering, Liam signaled the waiter and told Lana to give her order. Liam ordered a plain black coffee and murmured, "I want to drink coffee."

  "But aren't we late? I mean I can eat inside the car and you can have coffee there too." Lana casually commented. Worried because she usually knew Liam was strict with his appointments.

  Liam dropped his shoulders in frustration. Was it so difficult to have a coffee with this woman? Lana asked too many unnecessary questions. He swept a glance at her anxious face, seemingly waiting for him to answer, so he said, "I don't like drinking coffee while driving Lana."

  Lana finally pursed her lips and nodded. She looked at Liam with narrowed eyes, wondering if it would be okay to ask Liam about him being gay. But for some reason there was this unknown force stopping her from asking.

  'Maybe I should drop this idea of asking him at all and it would be better for me to think of him that way.' Lana assumed.

  Suddenly, her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped when she remembered her few actions while staring at Liam. She recalled flashbacks of that night, like kissing him on her bed and calling him handsome. Lana's eyes rounded in terror. She fell silent and started feeling a little embarrassed.

  'Did she really do that to him?'