Suddenly, Charles Mcintosh could not utter a word.
At that moment, the sound of "thud, thud" came from outside the car—
Lilac Serval and Charles Mcintosh turned their heads simultaneously, it was Lil 11!
This young man was anxiously standing at the window, incessantly knocking on the glass, his face expressing urgency.
He was speaking, but due to the good soundproofing of the car window, Lilac Serval couldn't hear him.
"Open the car door." Lilac Serval yelled at Charles Mcintosh, "Are you planning to chat with me in the car all night? I told you, I'm not interested in talking to you, Lil 11 is waiting for me, he'll be worried."
That boy, so naive.
Charles Mcintosh coldly glanced at Lilac Serval, then looked outside.
The next second, he slammed his foot on the pedal with a stern face!
The black Benz sped away in the fog!
"Hey!" Worried, Lilac Serval turned her head back, climbed over the seat, and looked behind!
She saw the boy stagger back a few steps, nearly falling down.