Butler John glanced at Rex in the backseat, thinking he must have misheard.
"I'll get off here," Rex reiterated, stunning Butler John, who immediately widened his eyes and cautioned, "Young master, why do you want to stand at the gate? It's still early."
Rex didn't explain his reason. He pushed the car door open and stood at the security post near the gate.
Butler John watched, speechless, trying to fathom the reason for Rex's behavior. Unable to come up with a plausible explanation, he frowned, started the car, and returned to the mansion to report.
Rex didn't notice that Butler John had already left. He kept craning his neck anxiously, standing up in alarm each time he heard a car engine approaching the gate, only to be disappointed when it wasn't the car that had picked up Riri yest
