Upon receiving the news temporarily, Ernesto sat in the car and hurried towards the cargo hold where they transported goods.
The car was driving in the city when it suddenly stopped.
"Hmm?" Ernesto, who had only slept for one hour since coming home in the evening, felt a sudden strangeness. His deep brown eyes were slightly open, exuding a dangerous aura...
The driver in front, Irvin, reported, "Mr. Martinez, it is currently lunchtime, and there is a traffic jam."
In fact, he had already been very cautious, and the car's stability was very strong. However, Mr. Martinez's sleep was really too light, and any slight movement could wake him up.
"As soon as possible, hurry over," Ernesto said, then he closed his eyes again, ready to take another nap.
But suddenly, something caught their a
