Chapter 39

Immediately after she parked the car, she saw Victor standing by the roadside in a black trench coat, and as soon as he saw the rundown car she was driving, Victor’s brows furrowed.

Victor questioned: "Where did you find this scrap car, I've been waiting for you here for half an hour."

Victor detested the reliable and fuel-efficient civilian car, and Rosalie didn't bother to put in extra effort for him.

Rosalie looked at his empty hand and asked patiently, "Hey, how come I haven't seen your luggage?"

When he left, she packed a sizable luggage for him.

"The driver took it home," Victor said with a frown.

"If you had a driver why didn't you let him take you home, why do I have to come all the way here to pick you up?" Rosalie asked incredulously.

This man had a luxury car and did not take it, but had to wait here for her small broken car to pick him up.

"Give you a chance to show." He took on a patronizing tone.

The gesture was unbeatable.

Rosalie's face was expressionless as she starte