The group of troublemakers originally intended to step forward to see if it was Damian Knight, but upon hearing Sumr Monroe’s words, one of them laughed and said, "Damian Knight? Just a real estate agent! Let’s go, let’s go, hurry up and find the spokesperson. Her face is easy to recognize."
With that, the crowd scattered, no longer paying attention to the group of adolescent girls and boys who were scuffling together.
Although Sumr was playing around with Damian Knight, her ears were constantly on alert.
Feeling that the group wasn’t following, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When the two maintained their playful pose until reaching another exit, the mall security had just escorted away the people guarding that exit.
The two made their way unimpeded out the mall doors.
But suddenly more people with white towels flooded the road leading to the mall.
Sumr was worried about how to leave without attracting their attention when she heard the screech of brakes, and a black business car stopped in front of them.
The car window rolled down, revealing the face of Isaac Ross.
"Get in!" Isaac shouted.
Sumr’s heart relaxed, she let go of Damian Knight’s neck, opened the car door, and swiftly got in.
Damian Knight followed and got in as well.
With a roar, the car sped off like an arrow released from a bow.
In the car.
Isaac Ross glanced at the rearview mirror while driving, couldn’t help but laugh and said, "Boss, if I hadn’t seen the surveillance, I wouldn’t have recognized you. Your disguise... absolutely perfect!"
"Thanks." Sumr took off her hat with little expression and then said, "Go to the hospital."
"Alright!" Isaac nodded, disregarding the red lights and green lights, he pressed the gas pedal to the floor, the car drifting along, Isaac’s expression was painful.
He’s likely going to have to retake his driver’s license test.
But more important than the license is the situation, he may as well call a driver for trips in the future.
In the back seat, Damian Knight looked Sumr up and down, seeing she was completely unhard, his anxious heart finally settled, he then chuckled lightly and said, "This style—it’s my first ti seeing it."
Sumr helplessly said, "And you’re laughing at ? If I hadn’t cleverly disguised myself like this, I would’ve been surrounded and beaten already."
Her skills are decent, but one against a hundred?
Better not...
Damian Knight put away his smile, couldn’t resist reaching out to ruffle Sumr’s hair, saying, "My bad, shouldn’t laugh at you, you’re the smartest."
Sumr only felt her head itch, and her heartbeat went erratic.
"Ahem!" Sumr coughed dryly, awkwardly swatting away Damian Knight’s hand, saying, "Stop touching."
Damian Knight was about to speak when Isaac Ross raised the partition inside the car.
As the partition fully closed, Isaac’s voice floated to the back—
"Had enough to eat, don’t want any dog food."
"..." Sumr suddenly felt even more uncomfortable, she dared not glimpse over at Damian Knight.
Damian Knight wasn’t bothered, he withdrew his hand, saying, "This isn’t a big deal, you shouldn’t have co. What if sothing happened to you?"
"Your issues aren’t issues?" Sumr frowned, displeased, "I don’t like you being like this. Every ti I have a problem, you’re the first to help. You have issues but don’t even ntion them to . Am I not considered a friend to you?"
Damian Knight’s throat moved up and down.
He wanted to say "I don’t really consider you just a friend," but out loud, he changed it to: "I just don’t want anything to happen to you."
Sumr blurted out, "I don’t want anything to happen to you either!"
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