Selma Payne's POV:
Two cars came to pick us up. Dorothy, Jordin, and Emma were very observant and got into the car with the chauffeur, leaving me alone as the only passenger in Aldrich's car.
With New Flow, I couldn't stay drunk for long. I woke up after two traffic lights.
"Do you want to drink some water?" While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Aldrich took out a thermos cup from the bag in the front passenger seat and handed it to me. Kara made some hangover soup. It was still warm.
I took the soup and drank a few mouthfuls. I suddenly laughed. "You're like an old father worried about his daughter."
"What?" Aldrich was stunned.
"I say, the way you brought me home and even brought me some hangover soup was really like a father who was worried that the world of sensual pleasures would deceive his daughter."
"Oh, come on!" he said helplessly. "Do you think I'm that old? It's so sad."
