"Have you laughed enough?" Rachel sneered, her brows slightly raised, looking cold and surprisingly charming.
She had a slim figure, wearing a soft pink blouse dress that perfectly outlined her curves.
Her skin was fair and smooth, her eyebrows were long and thin like crescent moons, and her dark eyes shimmered with a faint, cold light.
Baker had originally wanted to say something, but when he saw that cold glint in Rachel's eyes, he was a little stunned.
It was the first time he'd seen Rachel like this.
Even when she was angry in the past, she never dared to argue with him, she'd just laugh it off and leave.
But today, Rachel seemed to be radiating a kind of coldness from deep in her bones. For a few seconds, Baker was actually scared into silence.
"You don't believe me? What if that car is really mine?" Rachel smiled lightly, her dimples showing.
She knew nobody would believe her. She was just pissed off.
