When Lowell arrived, he saw Rory standing by the car, smoking.
Thinking that Rory was becoming impatient, Lowell quickly pulled over, got out, and hurried over, saying, “Mr. Casper, I’ve called the tow truck. It should be here soon.”
Rory looked up at the sound of Lowell’s voice, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and said, “Give me your car keys.”
Lowell didn’t dare say anything and silently handed him the keys.
Rory got into Lowell’s car, his expression icy, and before long, he drove away.
Lowell remained standing by the side of the road and watched as the car retreated. Rory was being inexplicably weird today.
He knew a thing or two about Rory, having worked for him for so many years. One frown from Rory could tell Lowell what he was feeling.
But tonight was different. Lowell could clearly tell that Rory was angry, but there was something unspeakable in it.
Lowell couldn’t guess what his boss was thinking, so he decided to not dwell on it.
The traffic lights turned red and Devin’s car came to a slow halt.
Becky was in a good mood as she turned to look up at Devin. She thought he was pleasant company tonight.
“Do you think I’m narrow-minded?” she asked him.
It was a small thing, but it had remained in her mind.
“Yes,” Devin said, turning and looking back at her, a faint smile on his lips.
Becky frowned and made to say something, but Devin added, “But also very cute.”
“Cute?”
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