But this time, he was being tormented. Without knowing the time, all he could do was listen to the car radio, passing the time aimlessly, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the entrance of the apartment, afraid to miss any figure.
Until three hours later.
When the last shred of the driver's patience was worn away, he finally saw Flossie Wright come out of the apartment.
He subconsciously exhaled, then adjusted his suit and quickly stepped out of the car.
"Miss Wright..."
Tight-faced, the driver was about to make some small talk with Flossie Wright and then get her into the car quickly. However, before he could finish his sentence, Flossie Wright passed by him without any change in her expression.
As if he didn't exist at all.
The driver stared at her retreating figure in astonishment. Seeing that she didn't pay any attention to him or the car, even though he didn't know what had happened, he still hurriedly walked towards Flossie Wright to complete his task.
"Miss Wright!"
