After coming out of William's office, Sherry took a taxi straight back to the hotel.

As the flight was at 8 pm and it was still early, she packed her things hastily and then flopped down on the bed to sleep.

She woke up with a start and it was already 3 pm.

It was just about time for her to go to the airport and do some shopping at the duty-free shop.

Sherry got up, went for a shower, and felt a lot less sore and tired.

She dried her hair and got out, then pulled her suitcase and headed out of the hotel.

Sherry was just about to call an Uber when a white sports car pulled up in front of her. As the windows came down, Daniel's face gradually appeared, "You're going to the airport?"

"Uh..." Sherry said, "Yeah."

Daniel tilted his head and looked at her, "Get in. I'll drive you there."

Sherry forced a careless smile, "I don't want to bother you. I'll just take a taxi myself."

"Didn't you say that the next time I come to City N, you'd show me around?"

Sherry was bewildered by his words for a moment, "What?"

"So, I'm in charge of your trip for these two days."

Sherry still didn't get the logic of this. But it was fine for him to drive her there. She'd save money.

Just as she was hesitating, Daniel had gotten out of the car, taken the luggage from her, and put it in the back.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the side of the road.

Sherry looked around, "This ... isn't the airport, is it?"

Daniel nodded and unbuckled his seatbelt, "The Thames."

"I thought you were taking me to the airport? What's the point of coming here?"

Daniel looked at her, "It's still early. We can go down for a stroll."

Without waiting for Sherry's reply, he had already opened the car door and stepped down.

Sherry had no choice but to follow him.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun-lit river was shimmering beautifully like scattered diamonds.

In the distance, Trafalgar Square was flocked with pigeons.

To the west, there's Westminster Abbey, a Gothic edifice. Near the bank, the Big Ben is looking down at the people come and go.

London Eye, the second largest ferris wheel in the world, though looks far less gorgeous and dazzling in the daytime than it does at night. But under the sun, it's a different kind of beauty.

Within a few minutes, Sherry had already taken a number of photos.

Daniel walked slowly beside her and asked unhurriedly, "How was it? Do you like it?"

Sherry paused in her grip on the camera and didn't say anything.

Daniel continued, "Since you've decided to come here, you shouldn't miss the view.copy right hot novel pub