Lucy Wells turned her head to look at the man.
You can't blame her for being cautious; license plates can be faked nowadays, what if it's fake?
She knew this person was helping her just now, but she still didn't want to gamble on the 'what if'. She preferred to be a bit more cautious.
"Get in the car." After seeing Lucy Wells hang up the phone, the man smiled as usual and invited her to get in.
The man even opened the back seat for her to get in.
The man's thoughtfulness made Lucy Wells a bit embarrassed, but she didn't say much, smiled, got in, and after confirming the location, the car smoothly drove away.
Arriving downstairs, the car had just come to a stop when Jerry Taylor was already there to greet her, standing by the car.
As the car door opened, Lucy Wells got out of the back seat, looked at the warm and refined Jerry Taylor, and felt a warmth in her heart. Without hesitation, one word slipped out: "Dad."
