After leaving the house, she came to the parking lot when it suddenly occurred to her that the key of the car was still in Daisy's hand and she was now Angeline and couldn't drive Angelo's car.
Complaining about the unreliability of Daisy, she put on a hat and wore a mask to take a taxi. That was the only way she could go to work. Risky, but she had no choice.
Green was a villa area, so it was quiet but isolated. People here usually had cars, so few taxis were coming.
She stood on the side of the road for a dozen minutes but failed to see a taxi. And there wasn't much time left before the start of the shooting.
While she was worried, a car suddenly stopped in front of her. Angelo was surprised and looked at it.
"Get in."
It was the familiar indifferent voice.
Angelo felt delighted. While she was about to get in the car, "Drake, she's the one you come to pick up?" a gentle female voice sounded.
