The man sitting in the back seat was dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. His tall and imposing figure radiated an undeniable sense of pressure, even while seated.
His suit was impeccable, without a single crease. His tie was neatly knotted, and his shirt collar was buttoned all the way up, shutting out any prying eyes.
Everything about him exuded an aura of aloofness, warning strangers to keep their distance. His sharp and cold features made him seem even more unattainable.
And yet, such a man was now saying something completely unserious.
Kathy's attention was focused on George, so she hadn't noticed the presence of another person in the back seat.
When she saw Grace Quinn suddenly freeze, she urged, "Grace, we can't stop here for long. Hurry inside."
With that, Kathy gave Grace a push, causing her to stumble forward in her high heels. She lost her balance and fell straight toward the man.
