Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 128

Dillon's seat belt wasn't fastened before Filip started driving. He hissed, "I'm not even strapped in, President Pearson!"

Filip glanced at Dillon in the rearview mirror. "If you don't want to sit down, you can get out of the car now."

"..."

As long as he said this three seconds earlier, he would get out of the car immediately!

Dillon fastened his seat belt and said, "What kind of food do you want to buy?"

Filip pursed his lips. "Call Flamewarden Hall and ask them to pack dishes up in advance."

Dillon took out his mobile phone and tutted. "You are very fond of Starry."

It was rare for him to refute. He didn't respond. He just looked at the road in front of him and seemed to be driving the car seriously.

Dillon couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you say anything? Does your silence mean that I'm right?"

"I went to Starry's house this morning."

Hearing this, Dillon was excited. "And then?"

My grandma didn't sleep well recently, she had a headache. Starry knew how to massage. I asked her to go to my grandma's house to massage her."

There was a red light in front of them, and the car stopped slowly. "She just went to the old house this afternoon. This accident has something to do with me."

"No wonder, I thought you had changed."

Dillon suddenly felt bored. After all, there was a reason for this.

The green light soon lit up again and the car started again.

It was very quiet in the car. Dillon suddenly patted his thigh and said, "Didn't you not care about this kind of thing before?"

He suddenly realized that those words were just an excuse for him.

Dillon tutted proudly. "It's okay to tell others what you said. We've known each other for so many years. Do you think I don't understand you?"

Filip narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

He had nothing to say. Dillon was right.

Dillon thought about it, and he found something wrong. "I was wondering why you didn't allow me to sit in the passenger seat. Starry sat in the passenger seat before. That's why you didn't allow me to sit."

If it weren't for that Filip was driving, Dillon really wanted to go over and take a look at his expression. Unfortunately, he was sitting behind the car, so he couldn't see his expression.

Filip ignored him, and there was only Dillon's voice in the car.

He talked all the way, and finally the black Maybach stopped at the door of Flamewarden Hall.

Filip stopped the car. He unlocked the car and said, "Go and get it."

Dillon was about to ask why he didn't go when he saw Filip. He snorted and said, "Okay."

Because that he wore so little.

Dillon went in to pay the bill and went out with the dishes which were just packed up.

It seemed that the snow was getting heavier and heavier. He trotted back to the car.

As soon as the door was closed, the car started again.

Dillon scolded, "Do you have to rush there? Starry wouldn't come out less than an hour ago!"

The person in the driver's seat didn't respond to him at all. The car turned around and drove back.

Dillon was right. When they returned to the police station, Starry was still recording the confession inside.

Izabella was sitting in the hall. Dillon handed her the food he had just brought back. "You pick one of them. Don't open the other dishes lest they are cold."

Izabella snorted. "I'm not stupid. You don't need to tell me."

Dillon was used to being scolded by Izabella. He touched his nose and said, "How long will the confession last?"

Izabella glanced at the corridor and said, "I just asked a police comrade, saying that it will take half an hour."