Francis Walter (1)

"It's too late. Stony hasn't had dinner yet. Why not have a meal and take a rest at our house before we set off?" Jaquan asked with a smile.

Bernice and Emma had got in the car. Deon snorted and closed the car door. Then, he lost his temper with the driver, "Hurry up! I would kill you if I lost them!"

The driver dared not say anything.

Just as they were about to drive, the door was knocked on twice and then opened. Allen's punctilious face showed up.

"Well, I'm afraid that you get lost. I'll lead the way." After he finished speaking, he noticed the awkward atmosphere in the car and didn't move. A moment later, just as he was about to turn around, Deon nodded and pointed to the front, "Take the passenger seat."

"Alright." Allen heaved a sigh of relief.

Deon always spoke in a commanding way. However, considering that Allen looked honest and was also the grandfather of Stony, Deon coughed lightly and decided to keep a low profile when talking with him.