The last two words came from Amelia's mouth, and Nathan Taylor, who was driving in front of them, finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Daniel Cooper glanced at him indifferently.
Nathan immediately shut his mouth and focused on driving forward, but couldn't help sneaking a glance at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.
Daniel watched as the woman in his arms mercilessly ruined his shirt, but he couldn't argue with a drunkard. He pinched the bridge of his nose and let her have her way.
His handsome face showed nothing but helplessness.
Nathan seized the opportunity to flatter his boss, "Mr. Cooper, Dr. Foster is actually pretty cute when she's drunk."
Daniel gave him a cold glance, "You think a woman who gets crazy drunk and curses is cute? You have rather unusual taste."
Nathan silently closed his mouth.
