"What kind of person do you think I am?" Finn Lewis asked with an odd smile while starting the car. Seeing Finn head towards the city, Emma Lewis breathed a sigh of relief. Yet the parade of vehicles trailing his car made it impossible for her to relax.
"I... I don't know." Emma stumbled over her words before managing to utter this simple sentence after a long silence.
"Haha, I'm just a bored guy lying in the plaza waiting for meals. And of course, if I happen to cross paths with a beauty, that's even better." Finn gave a hearty laugh as he spoke.
Emma was at a loss for words. Now it dawned on her - the beautiful woman who had delivered food earlier was probably not someone Finn disliked, but someone from Finn's own household. All that charade at the time was just for fun. But Finn didn't call anyone at the time, unless they had prearranged it to mess with her.
