"Ms. Hawkins," Rhys walked over.
Poppy looked at Rhys disdainfully and said domineeringly, "My car has broken down. I'll ride in your car. Bring the car here."
Upon hearing this, Rhys looked at Poppy's red Ferrari that had died and sighed inwardly.
He must have forgotten to read his horoscope today.
"Couldn't she walk a few steps to the car?" He thought with dissatisfaction.
Although he was not happy about it, as a special assistant, he still had good professional ethics.
Rhys smiled politely and said to Poppy, "Okay, Ms. Hawkins."
He turned back and drove the car over.
"Let's go," Poppy ordered as soon as she got in the car.
"Okay, Ms. Hawkins." Rhys started the car.
Poppy, who was sitting in the back, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Laura, saying that she was
