Both of them lost in their own thoughts, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became too quiet, and no one spoke.
After half a moment, Angela Reid came back to her senses and glanced at Emily Walker beside her.
"By the way, you mentioned your little brother earlier? Your biological brother?" Even though she had little hope, Angela couldn't help wanting to know more about Emily.
Emily dried her hair roughly with the small handkerchief, though it couldn't be completely dried. She wiped it a few times and prepared to return the handkerchief to Angela.
As she reached out her hand, she realized the handkerchief was completely dirty and felt embarrassed to return it, so she withdrew her hand.
"Yes, he's 18 years old and just started university," Emily answered casually, not noticing Angela's deliberate probing, thinking it was just a casual question.
Upon hearing this, Angela nodded and went on to ask, "How about you? How old are you?"