"No need to bother, Chef. Besides, I'm afraid that we will not go in the same direction. If so, excuse me, Chef!" Cleo said as she walked away and left a trace of disappointment on Ethan's face, who had been hoping for a longer time to chat.
Maybe next time, Ethan whispered quietly in his heart.
Cleo, who didn't even know it, kept walking out of the course and headed for the main road. Waiting for a taxi to pass and stop it. Then got in and mentioned the destination.
"Uncle Alex's cafe, on the Setapak Road."
The taxi driver immediately nodded and drove the car towards the destination. Another car passed it and the owner of the car stared at the woman in the taxi leaving with a watchful eye.