Yvonne was dragged away by her friend, her face full o f annoyance. If her friend hadn't stopped her, she would have sworn at Scarlett.
Scarlett had heard many curses before. What Yvonne said was nothing to her.
"She had a problem with me. Don't laugh at me."
Henry grunted. "I won't. I didn't expect you to be so eloquent."
Scarlett smiled. "Let's go, Mr. Anderson."
They went out of Clear Waters. It was raining. After getting into the car, Henry asked her for her address." You look unwell. If you're sleepy, take a snap. I'll wake you up when we arrive."
"Thank you."
Scarlett inclined her head to look out the window.
It was raining, and the sky was gloomy.
They stopped at the red lights. Seeing her head tilted, Henry thought she was asleep and didn't disturb her.
A black car next to them slowly stopped. Scarlett was stunned. It looked like Raymond's car.
After ten seconds or so, the light changed to green.
The car continued driving.
Sitting in the back seat of the black car, Raymond looked at Scarlett in the passenger seat of the sports car next to him. The blue sports car began to move and disappeared from his sight in two seconds.
"Mr. Shaw?"
Frank finished reporting. Seeing that Raymond kept silent, Frank couldn't help calling him.
Unexpectedly, Raymond tilted his head, looking at Frank with frosty eyes.
Frank's heart lurched. He braced his back.
"What projects does Naland Real Estate have lately?"
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