Chapter 18: No Small Strength
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Daisy Zane had mostly dried off from her sweat, and the two left the practice room.
The elevator opened up in the parking lot, with Michael Jackson waiting outside for them, holding a suit jacket in his hand.
"Third Master, Lady Zane."
Daisy Zane nodded in response, and Kevin Clark took the jacket from his hand, draping it over her: "You just sweated, it can be a bit chilly in the evening."
Her shoulder weighed down a bit, the scent of Eaglewood became even stronger, cool and sweet, very comforting and reassuring.
Daisy Zane actually didn't feel cold, but as he mentioned it, the post-sweat coolness felt a bit penetrating: "Thank you."
Once they were in the car, Daisy Zane took out her cell phone, checking the messages she hadn't seen today, selecting two important ones to reply to.
"Do you have practice tomorrow morning?" Kevin Clark asked.
"Yes."
"At the practice room or at home?"