Seraphina Redgrave turned her head to look at him and found that his tone remained the same, but his previous demeanor had disappeared, which eased her mind a lot.
Upon hearing this, she curled her lips, crossed her arms, and twisted her wrists, "Since First Young Master Sterling trusts me so much, I certainly won't let you down."
Ethan Sterling raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, "Do you think I've always underestimated you?"
"Not exactly underestimated, but I can feel you're dismissing me."
Seraphina said softly, observed the surrounding road conditions for a moment, then walked down the slope.
Ethan stood atop, watching Seraphina's silhouette gradually fade away. Fool, he wasn't underestimating; he was just worried she'd leave him.
This time, however, he was personally sending her off to fulfill her ambitions.
Seraphina walked to the spot Ethan pointed out. Parked at the side of the road was a familiar sports car, the world's only AI sports car.
