"From now on, I'm your assistant and driver.”
Charlie's thin lips curved in a bright smile.
"Who hired you?" Grace spoke in a cold voice.
"Naturally someone hired me. Where are you going?" Charlie put his hand on the guide map, ready to enter the destination.
Grace's face turned cold. "Get out!"
Charlie didn't say anything. He was still leaning over.
"Get out of my car!"
She said again stonily.
Charlie didn't move.
Anyway, he had abandoned his pride in front of her. He didn't care even if she took him as a rascal.
The two were deadlocked when Grace's cell phone rang. The manager called her and said that all the staff had arrived, except for her.
Grace had a cold. She was weak and dizzy, so she leaned back on the chair and told Charlie the destination.
Seeing her make a compromise, Charlie was excited. He immediately started the car and drove towards the destination.
The two of them didn’t speak on the way. It was silent in the car.
Charlie smiled like a fool, looking at Grace from time to time in the mirror.
They planned to shoot by a lake. At the end of winter, it was cold. The chilly wind was like a knife, stinging their cheeks.
Grace couldn’t rest while working busily. She ran back and forth, wearing a tweed coat that couldn't keep her warm.
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