"Shet! You fatso, you've really messed up my car!" After saying this, she tilted her head to look outside, "Where's William? Why isn't he coming down?"
"Why should he come down? Are you expecting him to drop me off? Besides, his car is in the underground parking lot; why would he come to the company entrance?"
Sybil looked at William, momentarily unable to think of a retort, and shot back, "You b***h!" After that, she started the car.
The perfume in the car was overwhelming, making it hard for William to breathe. He opened the window, and the wind blew the smell away a bit, making him feel a bit better.
"Fat Emma, where are the photos of William? Let me see."
While driving, Sybil kept asking about William's news without stopping.
"None."
"None?" Sybil screamed, "You've been working
