Carlos could only see the back of Ella's head and a small part of her profile. He gave a quiet, indifferent response, "Mm-hmm."
Suddenly, Ella turned to him with wide-eyed curiosity and excitement. "So, when you were a kid, did you ever get lost at home?"
Carlos pinched the bridge of his nose. 'What a ridiculous question.'
"No," he answered flatly.
By the time he finished speaking, the car had stopped at the entrance. John's butler, Willis, stood at attention beside the car, bowing slightly as he opened the door. "Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Carlos Harrison. Please come in."
Carlos stepped out of the car, his long legs striding forward. He reached out a hand, gently pulling Ella along, and they walked past Willis, their movements casual yet intimate.
Willis didn't seem bothered by Car
