Chapitre 320: A Human or a Ghost

Lauren rolled her eyes and asked in an unnatural manner, "Oh, did Franklin tell you that?"

Quinn rubbed his eyes. He wasn't fully awake yet.

"Yeah, he just called me. He doesn't seem to know what jet lag is. It's so early here, but he woke me up and told me to bring you to the styling salon. Why didn't he look for you? Alright, hurry up and wash up. We'll go to the styling salon together later."

After complaining for a while, Quinn went upstairs with his messy hair.

Having said all this, Lauren was now awake, and she slowly closed her door.

Was Franklin still angry? It had been so long, yet he was still angry. Men were quite petty. He was clearly concerned about her, but he just didn't want to tell her.

Anyway, someone was going to style her, so Lauren brushed her teeth, washed her face, and went downstairs.

Quinn was dressed casually.

"Quinn, where's the driver?"