"I was willing to give you a ride. Since you've already called a car, forget what I said. I'll leave now."
After saying this, he rolled up the window, and the next second, the black Maybach quickly drove away from Joanna.
Joanna: "..."
She felt like Frank was angry.
Was it because she rejected him?
She was getting more and more confused about this man.
But, let him be angry.
Anyway, she didn't want to gain any favor from him.
Whoever he likes.
Ten minutes later.
Joanna got in the car, opened Twitter, and saw that Aria still hadn't replied to her tweet. She frowned and called Aria nervously.
After ringing three or four times, the call went through.
As soon as the call was connected, she asked, "Aria, where are you? What are you doing now?"
"Uh, Baby..." Aria's voice, tinged with a sob, came through.
Joanna's face changed, her heart racing: "Aria, what happened to you?"
Aria was a very strong-willed girl.
Joanna had hardly ever seen her cry.