"Forget it; I'll let you drive. Will that do?" Finn Taylor got out of the car and headed to the front passenger seat.
Weston Shaw was overwhelmed with emotion as he heard those words. After getting into the driver's seat, he looked and felt around, wanting nothing more than to steal that car key.
"Aren't we leaving?" Finn Taylor glanced at Weston Shaw. 'He's like a country bumpkin who is seeing the world for the first time.'
"Alright, alright. Let's go." Weston Shaw stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew off.
Earlier on, Finn Taylor had been slightly worried that Weston Shaw didn't know how to drive. But after they moved off, he realized that the latter drove rather steadily.
However, he thought about it again. 'Weston Shaw cares a lot about appearances. Even though their family doesn't have a car, he probably rents a car often. Of course, the ones he rents can't compare to this BMW 5 series.'
