As soon as Sonia called a taxi, she stood on the roadside and waited for the net car to come. Dixon stood in the underground parking lot for a long time. When he chased out in hindsight, Sonia had disappeared.
She disappeared like this, as if she had never been there.
Dixon felt at a loss, as if he had lost something important, just like a part of lost jigsaw. He couldn't get it or find it.
It took Sonia twenty minutes to go home. When she opened the door, she saw Queenie and Leon, who were sitting in the living room.
Carl was also there. Victor was probably asleep. It seemed that they were waiting for her to go home.
Sonia was a little embarrassed, so she pulled her dress. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, it's great that you are back."
Queenie finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Seeing that you wear such sexy clothes to talk about business today, I am afraid that someone may make trouble for you. So we are waiting for you to come home. In half an hour, if you don't come back, perhaps I will rush to the bar with a knife."
Sonia smiled, put down the chain bag in her hand, sat down beside Queenie and hugged her neck. "Well, I know you care about me the most."
"Oh, it's useless to play coquetry with me now!" Queenie snorted, "Don't go out alone when you dress like this next time. I think men may have been staring at you all the way."
Sonia said 'Hum.' Queenie was afraid that Sonia was not serious, so she continued, "By the way, the next time you talk about business, you can't go alone. You have to take Carney with you. You can also take me with you. At least I also used to be a secretary. Who dares to let you drink if you are with me?"
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