Once An Overlooked Housewife, Now A Queen Of Fortune
The folder was still in the glove compartment, he remembered.
As they drove, Felix cleared his throat. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, what?”
“You have a sister, right?”
He felt the atmosphere in the car change immediately.
“I used to,” she answered. “Why?”
Felix forced a chuckle. “No reason. It's just that you never talked about your sister before, and I was curious, that's all.” He glanced at her with what he hoped was an affectionate expression.
“I just wanted to know more about you.”