"Hmph." Bryan White sneered but didn't refute. He suddenly changed direction and headed towards the city center.
Seeing the car's direction, Mabel knew he agreed, so she leaned back in her seat and smiled.
Actually, getting him to drink was also purposeful. To be honest, Bryan White was absolutely a good man. How could she let such a man be taken by other women?
So, she had already made up her mind to introduce Bryan White to Mabel Doyle. Tonight was the perfect opportunity.
Without much thought, she took out her phone and sent a message to Mabel Doyle—
[Mabel, I've had too much to drink and can't drive. Come pick me up...]
After sending the message, she smiled and leaned back against her chair to wait.
In just a few minutes, Mabel replied: Where are you?
Staring at the message, Mabel could hardly hold back her laughter. She cleared her throat and turned to Bryan White: "Which bar are we going to?"
