Hunter chuckled while buckling his seatbelt. "It's nothing. I just told her a horror story."
"Do I look that gullible to you?" Sydney looked at him speechlessly.
Hunter started the car with a helpless expression on his face. "I'm telling the truth. What can I do if you don't believe me?"
"Boring!" Sydney rolled her eyes and withdrew her gaze.
Hunter suddenly whirled around and gave her a glance. "President Raines, I just suddenly realized that you and Mrs. Madden look a little alike."
"Huh?" Sydney was dumbfounded. "I look like her?"
"Yep."
"That's impossible!" Sydney shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous."
"I'm not joking. I'm serious. Your facial contour and eyes really look like hers." Hunter nodded seriously.
Then, he added, "It's almost identical. I'd believe it if someone said you two were mother and daughter."
Sydney was now sure that Hunter was indeed not joking and froze for a moment.
However, she soon regained her composure and waved her hand. "So, what if we look alike? There are tons of people in this world who have lookalikes. It's nothing unusual."
"That's true," Hunter responded.
Neither of them put this discovery to heart and soon put it behind them.
Sydney rolled down the car window and let the cold wind blow on her face. "By the way, I have a question to ask you."
"What is it?" Hunter's body swayed gently to the drumbeat of the music he was listening to.
Sydney gave the irresponsible driver an eyeroll and said, "Among your friends, who has the name Z-H on WhatsApp?"
"What?" The music was too loud and Hunter did not hear her for a moment.
Sydney rubbed her aching temples and shouted," Who’s Z-H?"
Screech!
The car stopped following a sharp squeal from the tires, and the two bodies inside the car lurched forward. Just as they were about to crash, they were pulled back into their seats by their seat belts.
Sydney was so frightened that her face went white, and it took a while before she got her bearings back. She turned her head furiously and slapped Hunter's arm. "What the hell are you doing?"
Hunter also knew that he had almost caused an accident. He let go of the steering wheel and wiped his face. "Ahem, sorry. My bad, my bad."
If she had not suddenly asked about Z-H, he would not have slammed on the brakes in surprise.
Sydney rubbed her temples. "Okay, you'd better explain your real identity to Sharon. I can't afford a driver like you."
"Don't be like that. You can't fire me just because I made one mistake while driving." Hunter looked at her with a grin.
Sydney laughed dryly. "Drive!"
Hunter shrugged and started driving again, but he peeked at her from the corner of his eyes. "You asked me who Z-H was, right?"
"Yeah." Sydney nodded.
Hunter looked around. "Why are you asking about him?"
Sydney lowered her eyelids to hide the look in her eyes and said faintly, "Nothing. I happened to add him as a friend, and he helped me twice already, so I wanted to know about him. He said that he's your friend, so I'm asking you."
"I see." Hunter did not dare to look at her, afraid that she would see the guilty conscience in his eyes. "Yeah, he's my friend, but we're not particularly close. I don't even know his name. We only had a few drinks
together, and he already went abroad." "I see." Sydney nodded.
If he was abroad, that meant she would not be able to see him anymore.
Sydney sighed with relief.
She was afraid of meeting him one day and the awkwardness that would follow. After all, she was quite close to Hunter now.
However, if he was abroad, then she did not have to worry.
Despite that, there was an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart for some reason.
Sydney looked at the scenery outside and did not speak anymore.
Hunter sighed in relief. In his heart, he told himself that he would go to Julien later and take advantage of him.
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