Chapter 454

After hanging up the phone, Elijah Knight held out a hand to Emma Lane. "Get up, the ground's cold." The moment he said it, Emma suddenly realized her butt really did feel cold... Wait a second! She quickly glanced around and, sure enough—grass. A whole patch of wet grass. Yeah, she remembered now, it had rained last night. The grass was damp. And she had decided to wear light-colored pants today. Just perfect. Emma winced internally, then muttered to Elijah, "Uh... you go in first." But of course, Elijah didn’t move. Instead, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Alright, now you can get up." Emma’s face went bright red. Why did this feel like one of those awkward movie scenes, like she got her period and had to borrow a random guy's jacket to cover it up? Super embarrassing. "You're a screenwriter?" Elijah asked, eyes on Emma, who had gotten up but clearly wasn’t mentally present—like she checked out for a moment. Since he’d already thrown the idea of “trying