Darren took large strides into the hotel and looked around, finding Caroline in no time and hurrying to her side.
“Mr. Fletcher.”
Caroline put away her phone and stood up once she spotted him.
“Why didn’t you call me if you have problems with your car? I could’ve gotten you another one,” Darren quietly told Caroline off for omitting her car troubles.
Caroline whispered, “We’ll talk in the car.”
He looked around warily before rushing out of the hotel with Caroline.
Minutes later, they drove out of the Jensburg Hotel.
“Was your car tampered with?”
The car was a private space, as Darren only used it to drive Caroline around. He would inspect the car for tampering or listening devices before driving it.
The car was also bulletproof. It was a safe vehicle.
“Yes.”
Caroline answered, “I ran into Mr. Queen. His chauffeur, who knows a thing or two about cars, examined my car and told me that it had been tampered with, which was why it broke down in the middle of the road.
