Chapter 41 Are you sweating?

It was Chelsea. She asked me to have dinner with her.

Chelsea was now my only friend in Los Angeles and the only one who would help me. She invited me to dinner, so I naturally had to go.

The bus at the peak was crawling slowly like a turtle. It was surrounded by people, one by one. There was no need to pull the armrest, and there was no need to worry about falling because it was surrounded by people.

Finally, when they got to the stop, they finally broke through the encirclement and got out of the car. They found themselves covered in sweat.

After entering the restaurant, Chelsea waved at me from a distance. She changed into a black dress, with long hair hanging over her shoulders, snow-white skin, delicate facial features, and extraordinary temperament, which was the most beautiful scenery in the whole restaurant.

She had to admit that the Guzman family's genes were really good. Corey was as handsome as a male model, while Chelsea was as beautiful as a super female model.