บท 297: [ Volume 1] Chaper 297- Angry again?

Esme clenched her jaw, her frustration bubbling to the surface. She darted forward to grab the keys from the valet, but Aron was faster. He revved the engine, smirking as he drove off, leaving her stranded. Esme slammed her palm against her forehead. Ugh, she was going to kill this man someday.

From the rearview mirror, Aron glanced back at her. With an infuriating grin, he stuck his arm out of the window and flipped her off, his middle finger taunting her.

Esme's blood boiled. "You absolute piece of—!" She didn't finish, her words drowned out by the roar of passing vehicles. She checked her watch. Time was running out. She couldn't afford this delay.

Her gaze swept across the lot until it landed on something unexpected: a stunning bike parked nearby.