Diana nodded. "He's fine, no big deal. Just needs to rest and take his medicine on time for the next few days, and he'll be better soon. By then, I won't need to come back every day. Anyway, he gets annoyed just by looking at me! I'll just come back on the weekend to make sure he hasn't been dismembered and thrown into the sea to feed the fish!"
Diana spoke so casually that Sophia nearly choked. So, every weekend, Diana came back just to check if that was the case?
The brand-new, beautiful antique car was lent out just like that. Sophia watched as Diana drove it, thinking she was too modest. Her driving skills were on par with a professional's—she exuded the sharp, efficient demeanor of a legal professional. Diana even said she wasn't driving well!
That meant she, on the other hand, was a total waste of space and shouldn't even be on the road, right?