GoodReadThe driver followed her into the booked private room. Dorothy had specifically ordered high-end seafood dishes to make sure he had a good time.
She said she wanted to thank him, so she couldn't be stingy now.
"Wow, this is quite a feast. I've never had anything like this before.” The driver's eyes widened at the sight of the array of dishes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You should eat up then." Dorothy pushed some dishes towards him and laughed. "We met in such a rush last time, so | never asked your name. | didn't expect you to be so kind. You really went out of your way to help me." The driver was surprised and waved his hand dismissively. "It was no trouble. | happened to be in Havenbrook City with a female friend of mine. She was able to find your location, and we just went. | figured if you needed my help, I'd lend a hand. | did crash into your car, after all. | feel bad about that." "Oh, | didn’t think you'd come. | was really drunk that day." After seeing the driver speak so candidly, Dorothy felt there was no need to ask her remaining questions.
"You should be careful when you're out at night, lest your pa..." The driver stopped mid-sentence, then said, "Parents would worry! The world is a complicated place.” Dorothy nodded, not giving it much thought. "Yes, | was so determined to get that contract. | was too eager." Actually, their methods weren't that sophisticated. Dorothy was prepared; otherwise, she wouldn't have brought Emmett and Natalia. But later, when they started bullying her subordinates, she, as a leader, had to say something. She couldn't offend them for the sake of the contract, so she let the two of them leave first.
“You don't have to thank me that much. I have a daughter, too. Although she's younger than you, but as a father, if she encountered such a situation, I'd hope someone would help her too." "If your daughter ever needs my help, I'll do everything | can." She owed him a big favor.
"No need! Just..." The driver really wanted to bring up Mr. Lopez, but he held back. "Pay me back for the hotel bill from yesterday." He didn't really want the money; he just didn't know how to handle the situation.
Dorothy was taken aback, and she immediately asked, "Of course, of course, how much?" "Five hundred?" In his view, a hotel stay for five hundred was already a lot.
But Dorothy thought he was just too shy to ask, so she transferred five thousand to him directly.
"I know that hotel is upscale. A night's stay would be at least three to one thousand. You helped me, and I'm already extremely grateful. | can't let you lose out.” The driver didn't dare say much now. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it later. So, he could only nod.
Anyway, he could give the money back to Mr. Lopez later. He wouldn't pocket the money.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDownstairs, outside the restaurant.
Lane hadn't left.
He was leaning against his car, lighting a cigarette for himself, and occasionally glancing up at the restaurant.
He wondered what they were talking about.
Just as Lane was about to make a call to his company, he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that there was another car parked not far away.
It was a Bentley. There were only a handful of people in Havenbrook City who would drive a Bentley.
Adding to what Jeffrey had told him earlier about Everett being in Havenbrook City, he had a hunch that Everett was in that car.
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