"WHAT? Do you ride a motorbike? Are you sure you can ride a motorbike? I don't want an accident on the road." Angela smirked sarcastically.
"You underestimate me," Rudolph answered with his mysterious smile. Angela swallowed hard.
"Is he sure he can ride it?" Angela sighed as she pursed her lips.
Finally, Angela entrusted her life to ride Rudolph on an automatic motorbike whose size was very unbalanced with Rudolph's tall stature. So that the motor looks like a toy motorbike under his control.
"Let's go somewhere first," Rudolph said as he had just left the Jacobs' residence. Without the two of them realizing it, Jacob stared blankly at the two of them leaving.
"Everything that happened was supposed to happen. I can't get in the way of what's not mine. If it's mine, it will definitely come back to me." Jacob muttered to himself.
