“Oh, by the way, Evelyn has been getting weaker and weaker lately. You'd better come over to see her tonight."
I stood right by the roadside and listened to their entire twenty-minute call.
Just as I was debating how to get back, a limited-edition Ferrari pulled up in front of me.
The man in the car rolled down the window, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Get in. You won't be able to catch a taxi around here, y'know."
I glanced down at my watch and got into the passenger seat.
When we were still one kilometer away from my rental apartment, I asked him to pull over at the bus stop.
"Ivy, if you ever need help with anything, don't hesitate to ask me."
I waved at him without saying a word.
Before I retired, I was a legend in the industry, with a bunch of fanboys following me.
Damie
