I looked at the young man, feeling a bit unfamiliar.
"Do we know each other?" I frowned.
Cornel Drake sneered, "What, pretending not to know? Didn't you drive that broken RS7?"
Hearing this, I finally remembered.
This kid was the one who was driving the M3 and bragging on the highway.
"Cornel, you know him?" Diane exclaimed.
Cornel snorted, "Just a coward, I don't know him."
With Cornel's words, Diane became even more excited.
She pulled Watson and said, "Did you hear that? Cornel said he's a coward, how could he know Kathleen!"
"Exactly, what kind of person is Kathleen? She wouldn't even hang out with nobodies." Diane sneered.
Watson glared and said, "What are you talking about? You're the coward! If you dare to talk trash again, I'll rip your mouth apart!"
Such a fierce reaction naturally startled Cornel and Diane.
"Come on, Watson, why are you so mad?" Cornel scratched his head.
"Get lost, are we that close?" Watson huffed.
