Villain Ch 541. My Real-world Charisma
Allen and Vivian, wrapped up in their own world of laughter and shared glances, felt a subtle shift in the atmosphere. Instinctively, their eyes drifted towards the window on their side.
There, standing on the side of the road, was Mila. She looked like a lone figure against the city backdrop, her demeanor suggesting both impatience and a touch of annoyance. As if on cue, a sleek luxury car glided to a stop in front of her, the purr of its engine momentarily cutting through the ambient city sounds.
Vivian exchanged a quick glance with Allen, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. The chauffeur, dressed in a pristine uniform, stepped out and greeted Mila with a deferential nod. Opening the car door with practiced ease, he added a touch of sophistication to the scene. Mila, still in view from the café window, climbed into the vehicle with an air of entitlement.
