Renee yanked the dirty Gemma to her feet, dragging her towards outside the cemetery.
It was already dark, but Renee felt no fear in the cemetery at all. Her heart was cold, and she determined to wake Gemma up.
On the roadside, she glanced at Elvis' luxurious limited edition Bentley and then turned to look at the disheveled Gemma, frowning, feeling inappropriate.
"Elvis, we'll take a taxi back."
She wouldn't reject the grubby Gemma but was afraid that she would dirty his car.
Elvis also glanced at Gemma and then withdrew his gaze.
He smiled and said, "It's okay. Get in. There aren't many taxis here."
Renee didn't want to cause him any trouble, so she refused firmly, "Thank you, Elvis. We'll take a taxi."
However, Elvis opened the car door and directly stuffed Gemma into the car. The
