"Hey, get in the car!"
It was impossible for Walter to admit his mistakes to Novalee as he did not feel that he was at fault.
Novalee did not even glance at Walter as she whispered, "You can go first. I said that I'll go by bus. Don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Shen, and I'll make sure that she knows nothing about this."
Walter's mouth twitched.
He wasn't afraid that she would report this to Mango at all.
"Alright, stop messing around and get in the car quickly! It will take days for you to arrive at Clayville if you take the bus, and you'll lose the opportunity by then. Time is money in the business world, do you understand? I'm not doing this for you, but Mango instead. Plus, I promised to do market research for her. Importantly, well be at a disadvantage if we proceed at this rate."
Walter's words surprised Novalee.
"Is it that serious?"
"Are you the teacher or am I? Didn't Mango ask you to learn from me? You should listen to me if that's the case, so hurry up and get in the car! I don't want to waste my time talking nonsense with you!"
Novalee noticed that Walter had become impatient, but she really didn't want to get in the car because of her self-esteem.
However, she was afraid that they might lose their chance if she didn't get in the car now.
Mango had treated her very well, and she didn't want to ruin Mango's source of income.
"I'll get in the car, but don't talk to me from now on."
"Do you think that I'm interested in talking to you?" Walter felt that Novalee was thinking too highly of herself as he had never shown any interest in conversing with her.
Novalee bit her lower lip as she got in the car.
However, Novalee sat in the backseat this time.
"Come to the front passenger seat."
Walter seemed slightly displeased.
"I'm fine sitting at the back."
Novalee felt that sitting in the back seat was an effective way for her to avoid talking to Walter.
On the other hand, Walter became a little angry.
"I don't want to be your driver." "You're the one who won't allow me to drive."
Walter choked after hearing Novalee's words.
Did she really not know, or was she pretending to be clueless?
"Novalee, I don't want to repeat myself, and you'd better do as I say."
Walter found it embarrassing that he had to be the driver of a countryside girl although he was the president of the Sminorf Corporation.
Novalee didn't have a good temper either, and she had been suppressing her anger all this while. However, Walter had been picking fights with her repeatedly and she couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Walter, don't go overboard! What on earth do you want?"
Novalee was so angry that she slapped one of the racks in the car.
Then, the rack cracked and broke.
Walter's expression turned ugly immediately.
Novalee was stunned and she said with embarrassment, "Wow, why is this so low-quality? I'll compensate you."
"Compensate? Do you know how much this costs? It's worth your one-year salary."
"Don't try to fool me... It's just a rack, isn't it? I'll buy a new one for you as this is surely worth no more than 20 dollars, and I'll ask the mechanic in my village to fix it for you."
Walter didn't want to talk to Novalee anymore after hearing what she said.
His car was imported and limited edition, yet Novalee considered it no different from the electric scooter she had in her hometown. Walter felt really tired talking to Novalee.
"Well, up to you."
He stopped forcing Novalee to come to the front passenger seat.
He had an indescribable feeling being the driver of a country girl...
Novalee assumed that Walter thought she was right when he didn't speak.
"Seriously, what's wrong with you? It's such a cheap item that's worth only around 20 dollars. Why are you trying to scare me? I'll pay you in cash so that you can buy a new one yourself later on."
Novalee took out 20 dollars as she spoke and handed it to Walter.
"There you go."
Walter didn't even want to respond to her.
He glanced at Novalee before stepping on the accelerator angrily.
Along the way, Walter didn't say a word to
Novalee.
Novalee didn't talk to Walter either as she had been reading a book throughout the journey, and she was laughing and tearing up at times.
Walter had no idea what she was reading, but he felt at ease as long as he didn't talk to her.
As soon as they arrived at Clayville, Novalee stopped reading her book and called Alfie Perez instead.
"Mr. Perez, this is Novalee Zhang. We're here. Where are you? Well come to see you and have a look."
Novalee said with a smile.
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