When Ornard arrived at Veronica's place, she had been waiting for him for an hour. Needless to say, she was already impatient. When she saw Ornard's car, she quickly opened the door and got in.
"Why are you so late?"
"There's a traffic jam on the way!" Ornard said briefly. Then the car sped off without stopping.
The atmosphere inside the car was depressing. Ornard glanced at Veronica and asked, "Are you all right?"
"What do you think?" Veronica rubbed her forehead and seemed downcast. "The Floyd family took me by surprise! I didn't expect that they would be so heartless! All their kindness is a lie. They're no nicer than anyone when it comes to cruelty!"
Ornard slowed the car down. "What do you think they know?"
"I'm clueless about what they know at all. Judging from their determination to chase me away, I think they know everything that they need to know."