Needless to say, Irish saw his expensive car glowing even in the darkness. She shook her head and said, "You're wasting a gift from God. If I owned this luxurious car, I wouldn't even let the smog of New York touch it."
Looking at how free and easily she was speaking, Joseph suddenly felt relaxed, and he remembered the scene of the night they first met. Then, she was dressed in business wear but drove a red Jeep.
He stepped forward and swiped his fingerprints. The car doors opened. Irish arched her eyebrow and said, "It's absolutely true that you get what you pay for. I would like to install fingerprint recognition for my Jeep one day."
Joseph could hardly suppress a smile and opened the passenger seat side for her. When she got in, he walked to the driver's seat but didn't start the car immediately; instead, he turned to face Irish and said in a deep voice, "Have you got Ken's report?"
