Ada was slow to board the car . Is the meeting important?
"No." Since he didn't care. Ada climbed inside the car .
Both stopped talking about it. Ada was silent while Jonson drove.
Car atmosphere seemed odd.
"Don't worry. Follow me later." Jonson made small talk.
Ada accepted without hesitation, although it wasn't out of any sentiments.
Her ponytail, palm-sized face, delicate nose, and pink lips were delicate. She wasn't a child anymore.
"Ada, do you hate me for being old?" Smiled Jonson.
"Jonson, you're not elderly," Ada laughed. You're just 25."
Jonson stroked her hair and murmured, "Girls are more considerate."
The car stopped before a structure while they spoke.
A big screen displayed the history of DF Corporation, with luxury car parked outside. Ada was suddenly worried.
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