Chapter 659
Joanne had seen this Rolls-Roice several times before.
It was Edwin's car.
Instead of meeting Edwin in the building, Joanne suddenly thought it would probably be better to find a quiet place, such as an underground parking lot, where a private chat with Edwin would be more convenient.
She quickly ran toward the parking lot and stopped in front of the Rolls-Roice.
Joanne patted the front of the luxury car with one hand and shouted loudly, "Get out of the car, Edwin! I have something to discuss with you!"
There was no response.
The driver of the Rolls-Roice looked at Joanne through the windshield. He saw that she was wearing a plain and thick light-colored coat with a cap on her head.
With the brim of her hat lowered, the driver could only see the lower half of her face.
He subconsciously looked back at the person sitting in the rear seat.
The man stayed quiet but quietly stared at Joanne, who was screaming.
Realizing that no one was paying attention to her, Joanne got even more furious!
This was definitely Edwin's car!
"You have so many talents available. Why do you still want my contract? I know you still want to take revenge on me, but my contract is still valid for more than ten years! stop being so unreasonable!" said Joanne loudly.
She continued, "If you really want, you can... Do 'that' back to me. Then we’re even!"
It was probably too inelegant for Joanne to mutter out that she had made a fool out of Edwin by pouring some stew on his head back then during her college days.
Therefore, she just mentioned ’that', hoping that Edwin would understand her.
Unexpectedly, the car window gradually lowered, revealing the face of a grizzled, unsmiling old lady with wrinkles stacked on her face.
She glanced at Joanne and said, "What did you say?"
Joanne's mouth was wide open. She quickly looked down at the number plate of the car.
This was not Edwin's car?
"Ma'am... I’m sorry! I've mistaken you for someone else,” said Joanne embarrassingly.
She attempted to leave after apologizing.
Granny Atherton shouted back at Joanne, "Hold up! Who said that you could go?"
Joanne looked back and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry."
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