He looked back and jokingly asked Spencer Sullivan, "Mr. Sullivan, should we head to where you live or find a nearby hotel?"
Spencer Sullivan responded with a cold glance.
Then, the car started up.
Yvonne Young had to lean over as there was nowhere to support her. It was quite uncomfortable, but she wanted to keep pretending to be unconscious in order to see how Spencer Sullivan would react.
Ah...the scent of alcohol suddenly approached her, making her feel anxious.
Spencer Sullivan would surely know she was faking it, right? If not, should she stop pretending?
While she was struggling with this, the man's slightly drunk voice sounded above her, "Even a pig isn't as stupid as you."
Although it was an insult, his voice was unusually gentle.
Yvonne Young really wanted to open her eyes to see Spencer Sullivan's expression at the moment, wondering if it was one of disgust.