Daniel escorted Logan to his car and then hurried back to me.

"Louisa, sorry for not replying to your messages earlier. I was busy.

"The gathering later, Logan will be there. It wouldn't be right if you didn't go."

It was because he was concerned about Logan's impression of him that he insisted I attend.

Watching Daniel's anxious demeanor as he looked down, I couldn't bear to refuse.

"Okay, I'll go."

I compromised once more, not for anything else, just to part on good terms.

Daniel cared a lot about his work, and I didn't want to cause him embarrassment.

As we got into the car, I noticed Barbara sitting in the front passenger seat.

Daniel turned to explain, "Bella has helped me a lot with a recent project, so she's here today."

Seeing me waiting by the car, Daniel seemed to be in a quandary.

He said, "Bella, why don't you sit in the back..."

"Louisa, sorry about this. I'm used to sitting here. I'll switch with you," Barbara said, but she made no move to change seats.

Before they could argue further, I just sat in the back directly.

I shook my head, reminding Daniel that if we didn't leave soon, we'd miss Logan's car.

I'd been through this before.

I insisted on sitting in the front passenger seat once, and the result was Daniel scolding me at home.

He said I lacked propriety all for a seat and questioned me if it was necessary.

Now, it seemed it really wasn't necessary.

I sat quietly in the back, watching the heavy rain outside.

I was torn about whether to take the job at Hensen University.

Logan mentioned both administrative and teaching positions were available, but he leaned towards the administrative role, given the higher demands of the teaching position.

I understood Logan's implication.

Anyone could get into an administrative role, but teaching required real talent.

Seeking Daniel's advice about school matters would undoubtedly be better.

However, looking at the two in front of me, I didn't even want to speak.

Barbara was trying hard to start a conversation, but this time, Daniel, unusually, ignored her.

Instead, he kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror, steering the conversation towards me.

Unfortunately, this time, I didn't want to engage with him.

Daniel, objectively speaking, was quite good-looking.

With a small head and broad shoulders, he exuded a refreshing, youthful vibe, looking no different from a college student when dressed casually.