The driver in front could hear everything clearly and was dying to interject.
Lord Lawrence wasn't short on things to do lately, quite the opposite, he had been incredibly busy, with both military and business matters demanding his attention.
The reason he came to pick up Ms. Clark so early today was precisely because he hadn't finished his military duties and had left early to personally pick her up from downstairs.
If he really waited to finish all his work, Lord Lawrence probably wouldn't make it home tonight.
But the driver just thought to himself, not daring to actually speak up.
If he truly dared to interject, he could envisage, with the tips of his toes, the coal mines of Country T waiting for him.
Mr. Harris, the housekeeper, had already warned him that regarding anything to do with Ms. Clark, he should speak, look, listen, and interfere less, or else he would be in big trouble.
