Kenny and Bowie knew that Waylon was only saying this because of Doris.

Judging from the situation, it looked like the chauffeur was going to send Jennie home in her car. Meanwhile, Doris would have to take a cab home.

After all, she was Emmeline’s pastry chef. It wouldn’t be good for something to happen to her this late at night.

“Alright, Waylon. We’ll head out first then.” The two brothers bent down and got into the car.

Waylon also got into the Maybach and said to the driver, “Follow that car just now.”

“Yes, Mr. Waylon,” the driver, who had been transferred from Osea, hurriedly complied.

Half an hour later, Waylon watched as the car Doris and her sister were in entered a row of townhouses.

The car stopped in front of a gate, and Doris got out of the car.

“Doris,” Jennie’s tipsy voice came from inside, “How are you going back?”

“I’ll just take a taxi,” Doris said, “You should quickly take a shower and rest.”

“Then be careful,” Jennie said, “Text me when you’re home.”

“I got it,” Doris bent over and waved to her sister through the car window, “Goodbye. Rest well.”

The car drove past the gate, and Doris turned around and started walking back.

The Maybach stopped by the roadside, its windows rolled down. Waylon watched as Doris’ silhouette stretched under the streetlight.

looked a

Suddenly…

heard her humming a

but had one foot out the door. I suppose it was doomed to begin with. Oh, how your beautiful eyes ripped my

beautifully, but Waylon was a

residential area where it was difficult to find a

not afraid of encountering

the car door and

in front of Doris, a long slender figure had suddenly appeared, causing her

so she was unable to see his face clearly. All she could feel was the dangerous aura emanating

out, “Don’t come closer. You don’t want to mess

to explain himself. “No one is

pause, Doris said,

leaned forwards, avoiding the light as she

isn’t

Doris became delighted.

I ran into you. Get in. I’ll give

just take a taxi.” Doris’ alcohol-addled mind

to follow me all the way back to Macsen Villa in

we’re

simply turned

with tiny steps, pulling open the back

didn’t know that Waylon was also sitting in the back. When they both pulled open their respective car doors, their gazes met inside the

a moment before sitting

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