"Oh." Waking up, washing face, brushing teeth, changing clothes, tying her hair up, all that took her 8 minutes. She thought her speed was quite fast.
Even if she was late by three minutes, she couldn't be compared to a snail, right?
If her 8 minutes still made her a snail, then what about those girls who spend 2 hours getting ready from the moment they wake up to the time they leave the house? Are they broken-legged snails in his eyes?
She just grumbled in her heart, not daring to voice her complaints.
After all, she didn't forget that Baron Lawrence was still angry with her last night.
"Oh?" Baron Lawrence's eyebrows furrowed instantly, such that even a fly could be squashed by him!
Damn it, what's with her attitude!
A look of dissatisfaction was all over his handsome face, but his large hand gripped Enna Clark's hand, leading her out, "Let's go. The driver is waiting down there."
...
In the car.