"Tomorrow are you and Sean going to the airport?"
On the way, Thea Lynch had just yawned when she heard Ian Preston call out to her.
Unable to hold back, she yawned again and then replied after two seconds, "Yes. Tomorrow morning."
They had briefly discussed it at the dinner table earlier; Ian Preston and Silas Cheney are going on a business trip tomorrow. To be precise, their flight is tonight.
"Sean Bell will probably join us."
"Don't drive tomorrow," Ian reminded.
"..." Thea actually wanted to borrow a car tomorrow to go out and have some fun, but she hadn't had the chance to tell anyone yet.
How did Ian know?
She didn't respond, so Ian knew she had this plan and emphasized, "The road to the airport is too busy; it's not safe."
"Alright, got it." Thea replied helplessly.
Back at the apartment, Thea entered the password and opened the door.
She had woken up very early, spent the whole day outside, and was already tired.
