Zander stopped talking and slapped away the hand that was rubbing her face.
Clara's back of the hand was slapped painfully, but she didn't mind and instead got off the car and went to the driver's seat. "I'll take you back. You're already the CEO now, don't always go out alone. Many people are watching the Farley family, and you could encounter danger at any time."
Zander sat in the back seat, suddenly feeling a bit despondent.
"You made me die, fine, I didn't want to live anyway."
"Chirp!"
The car suddenly stopped, and Clara tightly gripped the steering wheel with both hands. "What do you mean?"
Zander, as if he had caught her handle, suddenly grinned and said, "So you were afraid of me dying."
Clara turned around, wanting to scold him harshly, but upon seeing the madness in his ey
