Violet Taylor turned around and saw Maxwell Hughes lazily walking over with his hands in his pockets.
Despite Vivi's words, his usually expressionless face showed no change. Those dark eyes merely glanced at Violet before he spoke, "My honor."
Vivi: ???
She felt that everything happening today was far beyond her understanding!
Is this how rich people always do things?
She stood there stunned, then watched as Violet and Maxwell got into the limited-edition car and drove off.
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In the car.
Violet was driving while Maxwell sat lazily in the passenger seat.
Her gaze fell upon him from time to time, and thinking about what he had said earlier made her feel somewhat amused.
"My honor…"
She curved her lips into a smile.
It was now eight in the evening, and the sky had darkened. The neon lights flickered on both sides of the city streets. Inside the compact car, Violet felt a sense of tranquility she hadn't experienced in a long time.
