Louis King was actually still there, leaning leisurely against the black Bentley, his gaze looking in her direction. It was clear that he was still waiting for her.
Suzanne looked at him and then walked over, "I thought you had left already."
Louis looked at her as if she was an idiot, "Am I that kind of person? I promised to give you a ride, so I have to do it."
"Really, it's not necessary. My assistant can drive me, there's no need for this."
Seeing her insistence on distancing herself from any familiarity, Louis raised his eyebrows coldly, "You know how I managed to drive his car out today?"
Suzanne turned her head away, not saying anything. She had no interest in talking about topics unrelated to her.