"Alright, I'll do as Arthur says."
Ella Lacey unbuckles her seatbelt, pushes open the car door, stretches one leg out, and turns her head back over her shoulder, watching his stern figure, saying, "Arthur, I'm bailing."
Arthur Lindsey suddenly roars again, "Get back in!"
Ella Lacey sits back in with a big grin, "I hadn't even left yet."
"Want a makeover?" Arthur Lindsey asked with a dark expression.
"I do." Ella Lacey pouts.
"If you want to go, listen to me!" Arthur Lindsey commanded with great deterrence.
"Arthur, are you threatening me?"
Ella Lacey strokes her dry and yellow hair ends, speaking in a so easy tone, "I can take a taxi to the salon without you, why should I listen to you? These two things can't equate at all, I'm not that foolish."
"..." Arthur Lindsey's face becomes extremely dark.
She just called him a fool in a roundabout way, didn't she?!
