"I'd better pick you up myself, as I am already in a taxi, and coming to pick you up in person would be more sincere since it's me who asked for your help," Mila said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll be at the mountainside villa, Number 8!"
"Okay, I'm on my way and should be there soon."
"Alright, I'll wait for you!"
...
After finishing the call with Mila, Michelle went to the cloakroom, picked out an outfit, changed her clothes, and then fixed her hairstyle and belongings.
By the time she was done, Mila had already arrived at the mountainside villa.
Seeing her phone ring, Michelle hurriedly ran out, heading towards the big iron gate outside.
As soon as she walked out the door, she saw a taxi parked outside.
Mila, sitting in the car, waved at her from inside.
Michelle hurriedly ran over and got in the car.
Mila was wearing big sunglasses on her face, dressed casually, and her injured hand was fixed to her chest front...
