Brody was probably traveling. Wearing sunglasses, the tall man stood out even in the crowd. They happened to be sitting in the same carriage; carriage number 1.

Molly was holding a bag of farm-fresh eggs, a gift from the parents of the students she had helped.

Her outfit wasn’t as glamorous as usual, just a simple sweater and white sneakers. Her hair was cut into a shoulder-length bob, giving her a very pure appearance.

Brody observed her for a moment before softly asking, “Did you go to the mountains to help the underprivileged students?”

Molly nodded. She never interacted much with others in the entertainment industry, and she didn’t want to have any connection with Brody either.

So, Molly leaned back in her seat, intending to rest her eyes. However, unexpectedly, Brody was more friendly than usual. He looked at Molly’s black straight hair and asked, “Are you planning to retire from the industry?”

Molly didn’t deny it. Her contract with her agency still had six month