The driver had just finished listening to Soir Coffee’s news, so he turned around to ask, “Oh, you’re there to ask for compensation as well, miss?”

“What compensation?” Queenie frowned. She didn’t like the driver butting into her business.

But since she was wearing a cap, the driver didn’t notice her annoyance, so he continued, “It’s all over the Internet. The café’s customers who are at the scene will get compensated. I just sent one of their customers to the hotel earlier.”

Queenie’s frown deepened. “I’m not their customer,” she answered coldly.

 

The driver realized that Queenie was getting irritated, so he turned around and told her to sit tight as he stepped on the accelerator.

 

They stopped before a red light a short while later. Coincidentally, a branch of Soir Coffee was right across the traffic light, and the LED screen on the front door was playing its ambassador’s clip.

see,” the driver started again. “That girl there is Arielle. She’s the ambassador, but guess it’s

 

wasn’t going to talk, but when the driver brought Arielle up,

in the video

 

transcending reality. Not even the most beautiful

so she was sure the girl on the screen was the

all, Zachary might be a smart, capable man, but he’d throw that out

the first time, Queenie had to agree with him. After all, who’d be a doctor if they had that kind of beauty? Besides, if Arielle was really a great doctor, Queenie would have heard of her name by now,

memory. She started agreeing with Zachary about the fact that Arielle did all this so she could get Vinson’s

on my watch. I’ll have to keep an eye on the patient, or else this woman is going

Hotel, but the driver had to stop a few dozen meters away. The front door was packed, and more and more people were gathering

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