Chapter 55 Blame It on Online Abuse

• Arielle glanced over her shoulder, only to see that Ziven was still being surrounded by a crowd. At this time, she didn’t want to keep up her anger toward him, but she truly dared not waste any more time. Thus, she had no choice but to leave immediately after sending him a message.
• There were plenty of luxurious cars in Meyer Residence’s garage. I had a driving license in my previous life, so I’m plenty skilled in driving, but I seem to have forgotten one thing…
• “Do you have a driving license?” The man’s voice sounded a tad terse, making it apparent that he was chagrined. “If I remember correctly, you’ve just turned 18 some time ago.”