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 bit

Suddenly…

her humming

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

sang beautifully, but Waylon was

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

not afraid of encountering

opened the car door and

of Doris, a long slender figure

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

and called out, “Don’t come

the car!” Waylon couldn’t be bothered to explain himself. “No one is messing with

a pause, Doris

forwards, avoiding the light as she narrowed

goodness, isn’t

Waylon!” Doris became delighted. “What

I ran into you. Get in. I’ll

just take a taxi.” Doris’

sure?” Waylon frowned. “You want to follow me all the way back to Macsen Villa in a

said, “Oh right, we’re going to the same place. Look at me, I

say anything else and simply turned around, heading towards his

ran over with tiny steps, pulling

Waylon was also sitting in the back. When they both pulled open their respective car doors, their gazes

them froze for a moment before sitting down with

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