The girl’s face turned pale. “Mr. Gregory, Young Master, Big Brother! I have no money, no looks, just a worthless life. I’m not worth dirtying your hands. Please, let me go.”
Marvin glared at her coldly. “Cut the act.”
The last time she tricked him, Marvin wasn’t going to fall for it again.
He locked the car door and started the engine aggressively.
“Hey! You can’t drive after drinking so much! Ah—!”
Before the girl could say more, the car shot out onto the road.
The girl held tightly onto the roof handle, her face drained of color, but her mouth never stopped.
“Big Brother, I know I was wrong, really! Please pull over. We can talk it through! If you want to take me somewhere, I’ll drive you there! It’s not worth it for you to risk your life over mine!”
Marvin glared at the woman
