CHAPTER 61

Xavier got into the car at a brisk pace.

As soon as he sat in, a gust of cold air was brought into the car.

Tom, who was already asleep in the driver's seat, heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes.

Quickly holding up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he first glanced at the time and then glanced through the car's interior mirror at the haughty man in the back seat.

"Mr. Blackwell, your wife has been teaching you about medicine taught up to now?" Tom had an incredulous look on his face.

"Yes."

"And then you were obedient and learn it until now?" Tom was now increasingly suspicious that he was in a dream.

When he thought of Mr. Blackwell sitting like a primary school student and listening attentively to his wife, he felt incredulous.

When had he been so well-behaved?

"You have a problem with it?" Xavier raised his brows coldly and looked at Tom's face through the car's interior mirror.