Harry North also fumbled for a long time before figuring out how to operate the car, but he was still confused by the specific buttons.
Eva Nightingale wasn't exactly dumb, so she quickly figured out the operation and swiftly drove the Koenigsegg out of the garage.
*
In front of the Nightfall Palace building, a black, discreet luxury car was parked.
In the back seat, a man sat lazily and casually, leaning against the back seat, with his legs crossed, his deep, narrow phoenix eyes closed, exuding a sense of noble mystery.
At the same time, he exuded a strong sense of abstinence.
The man seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.
"Mr. President, there's news from Assistant North that Miss Eva has chosen a car and driven off," the driver politely said from the driver's seat.
