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.

a bit

Suddenly…

her humming

climb every mountain, cross every ocean. We fell in love, but had one foot

sang beautifully, but Waylon was a

residential area where it was difficult to find a taxi, yet she still had the mood and the audacity to

afraid

a huff, Waylon opened the car door and stepped

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

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

and called out, “Don’t come

car!” Waylon couldn’t be bothered to explain

a pause, Doris

voice and leaned forwards, avoiding the light as she narrowed

my goodness, isn’t

delighted. “What are

sending someone home,” Waylon said coldly, “Unfortunately, I ran into you. Get

a taxi.” Doris’ alcohol-addled

“You want to follow me all the way back to Macsen

said, “Oh right, we’re going to the same place.

didn’t say anything else and simply

steps, pulling open the

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

for a moment before sitting

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