"Dad, you want me to drive drunk!?" He frowned, standing by the car door.
One hand propped on the car roof, his thin lips curved into a smile.
"Your drinking capacity is so high, this little alcohol is nothing..." Theodore White was really going all out to facilitate this marriage, "If you don't want to drive, let the driver drive you. As for the driver-for-hire, you can pay them off—I'll drive myself back."
The White Family took two cars today. Bryan White drove his sports car himself, while the other car was driven by the White Family's chauffeur.
Old Sir White's idea was to have the White Family's chauffeur drive Bryan White's car to take Jane home, and he would drive the sedan back himself.
Bryan White raised an eyebrow, knowing his father had made up his mind, so he smiled helplessly. He dismissed the hired driver and then walked towards the Wilkes family.
