The night was deep, the rain was bobbing back and forth along the wipers and Sherry didn't dare drive too fast.
This road to the Swift Family gets longer and longer.
In the back seat of the car, the man's deep eyes were like the stars in the night sky, which did not look half drunk.
Sherry pushed down her emotions and focused.
But then, from the back of the room came a quiet, "What's your relationship with Andrew, now?"
Sherry frowned and whispered back, "Mr. Swift, that's a personal matter for me."
She didn't have to report to him on everything.
Aaron snorted, his eyes suddenly glancing up at her, "You have privacy in front of me?"
His words brought up many images in Sherry's mind that should not have been there, three years of staying overnight at the Swift Family almost every da
