"Allen would be sad when he sees the car." Scarlett imagined Allen's expression and wanted to see it with her own eyes.
"You will see his expression one day," Mike said, stroking her hair.
The fleecy clouds were clearing away.
Beside the giggling brook, man young couples snuggled together, adding a tinge of warmth to the blue sky and clear water.
Scarlett was leaning on Mike's shoulder.
She pretended that they were still a family.
"Hello, Mike."
"What?"
"Thank you for what you've done today."
"You're a fool."
Scarlett had a good sleep.
When she woke up, Mike had gone to the company. There was a CD on the table.
Scarlett ran the CD with her computer.
This was the surveillance video at the bank intersection where Allen was at. She didn't know how he got it.
Although she couldn't see him clearly and she couldn't hear what he said, he was very angry as he jumped with anger and constantly patted the car.
He was unhappy, and Scarlett was happy.