Chapter 111: The Troublesome Person
After waking up, she arrived at the airport. The morning fog was thick, making it hard to see anything in the distance.
Vivien Eipstein, dragging her simple luggage, exited the airport. She hailed a car by the roadside and fluently gave an address in Belgian, which drew an extra glance from the driver. After all, despite not looking like a local, Vivien Eipstein spoke the language with remarkable fluency.
The driver, speaking in Belgian, asked, "Miss, your Belgian is really good. Where are you from?"
Vivien Eipstein smiled and countered, "What do you think I look like?"
The driver shook his head, "You seem Asian."
Vivien Eipstein nodded, "Your observation is quite keen."
The driver was very talkative and chatted with Vivien Eipstein about many th
