Good, this is what she said, don't regret it. Jack Macintosh's expression suddenly changed, then ordered: "Drop to the nearest restaurant."
"Yes, master." The driver for some reason trembled, the pressure was heavy, sitting in the car saying that he couldn't hear the two talking was a lie, he felt that this Dorothy Vera was getting braver and braver, although he was a driver, day by day He went to the street to drive to pick up the young master, he knew everything in the villa, who told the people working in the villa to do so many things.
Dorothy Vera heard Jack Macintosh say that she didn't bother with him anymore, but turned and sat in her seat, extremely happy.
The car drove along the road and finally stopped in front of a small noodle shop by the roadside.
It's already midnight and can't find many restaurants that are still open, there are only a few small shops selling night food, so there is no other choice but the car to stop here.
