Daisy Ginger wasn't really familiar with Ryan Smith; she could only boss him around because of her connection with Edward Stephens.
She really didn't want to see Edward, and couldn't help but say, "Are you really not going to tell me his bank account?"
Ryan was driving, his tone a bit lazy, "What's in it for me if I tell you?"
"What do you want?"
"..." Ryan glanced at her a few times and let out a light hum, "You can't afford it."
"..."
Daisy rolled her eyes to the sky, crossed her arms, and leaned back in the car seat, too angry to bother with him any longer.
They arrived at the Stephens family house quickly. Ryan parked the car at the gate, let her off, and indeed hurriedly drove away.
Daisy watched his taillights, pursed her lips, and turned to look at the grand entrance of the Stephens family house.
Previously, she always came by car, but this was the first time visiting the mansion personally. Standing in front of the dark, carved iron gate, Daisy felt a bit at a loss.
