243: Shocking International Fatigue Group, Two Full Marks! _4
"Mm-hmm." Terrence Lentz nodded slightly.
Viola Thompson followed Steward Dalton's footsteps.
Steward Dalton looked back at the man engulfed in the darkness of the night, "Miss, who is that?"
Even though it was quite dark outside.
Under the streetlight, one could still tell that this man was somewhat unusual.
"My fiancé." Viola replied.
Fiancé.
Upon hearing her answer, the man's thin lips hooked up into a faint smile. He then opened the car door and sat in the back seat, "Drive back."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment.
Fiancé?
Could it be...
Was Viola referring to the good-for-nothing that was famous in River City?
But the man under the streetlight just now didn't look like a good-for-nothing at all!
The housekeeper felt it was strange, "Miss, was that man just now Terrence Lentz?"
"Mm-hmm."
At her response, the housekeeper's eyes widened.
It really was Terrence Lentz!
Oh my God!