His breath fanned out over her neck, teasing her and making her itch. At the same time, it was...scarily cold.
Sigrid turned around stiffly and saw George standing behind her with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Seeing his fake smile, Sigrid felt guilty. She laughed awkwardly and said, "I...I was going to buy some dinner."
George raised an eyebrow. "Since when have you needed to get dinner on your own?"
Sigrid looked away with some embarrassment. "I heard that there was a restaurant selling delicious food here, but they don't do deliveries. So I came here to get some takeaway."
"Then why were you selling your phone and buying a new one? You've even changed your clothes. Weren't you getting ready to escape?"
Sigrid was at a loss. She was wondering what went wrong with her escape plan this time.
George took back Sigrid's phone from the boss. "This phone is not for sale."
Immediately afterwards, he pulled Sigrid away and left.