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The sun was a vibrant orange above the skyscrapers as the red luxury vehicle stopped in front of the Bayward One apartment lobby. Sam stood in front of the lobby as if waiting for his child to be dropped off by a teacher—who else would he be waiting for if not Dakota?

The vehicle came to a halt, and Sam hadn't even stepped down to greet Dakota when the driver exited the car and walked around to the passenger side. Although Dakota didn't need him to open the door for her, the man was being polite—perhaps overly polite.

"Hey, please, Professor. Sorry our trip was interrupted because of my business; I hope you don't mind," said the man, none other than Andrian Carls, holding the door handle that Dakota had already opened from inside.

Dakota glanced at the man for a moment, pursing his lips and nodding slowly.

"Not a problem, Mr. Carls. It was indeed very important. Thank you for driving me home."

The man smiled.

"Hey, it's no big deal, eh."

Sam looked at the man with a sharp
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