_Zarelle’s POV_
Before parting ways, I decided to make things clear. “Shaun, I agreed to meet you because of our families’ friendship, but my career remains my top priority.”
“I understand.” Shaun chuckled. “Same here, actually. My dad forced me to come, then he conveniently fell sick. I’d be lying if I say I’m not interested in you after this dinner, though. But since the feeling is clearly not mutual, you don’t have to worry about me becoming a pest.”
I felt a sense of relief. “Thank you.”
If the relationship between the Feymeres and the Flemings became strained due to my rejection of Shaun, it would undoubtedly upset my father, Merek.
After bidding farewell to Shaun, I spent some time playing with Arnold before driving home alone.
As I neared the front gate, I notice
