Asher Land opened his eyes, black as ink, with a chilling gaze sweeping in the direction of the car.
Through the barely open window, he could faintly see the entangled pair inside the car.
His gaze slowly deepened.
"President Land, do you need me to call Miss Irene over now?" Robert Williams observed the situation ahead and saw that something was indeed wrong; Irene Morton seemed to be inside the car with someone... engaging in such acts. A glance at Asher Land's face showed it could hardly be described as merely unpleasant.
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward. Just as Robert decided to act on his own to call Irene over, the car door suddenly opened.
