Chapter 81: DAMIAN AND HIS QUESTIONS

Yup, I was right. When we got to the parking lot, I saw that it was the same driver who drove us from the airport to the hotel yesterday.

I wasn't completely sure, but I was sorta right. It appears that he'll be our chauffeur for the time being.

“Where am I driving to?” The man asked once we all got buckled in.

Natasha replied, tugging on her seatbelt, “I have no idea.”

“Me neither.” Damian voiced out, doing the same.

Look at both of them, volunteering to go with me to an unknown place. What if I was a kidnapper? I'm probably way too handsome to be one, but what if I was?

Rolling my eyes at both of them' remarks, I answered properly instead.

“Hey, just keep going around in circles until I can figure it out myself.”

“Ummm.....” The chauffeur dude looked stunned, maybe even speechless. Must be nice to meet me then.

Damian started fussing, “So, you don't even know where we are going!!!”

“It's not too late to get down.” I shrugged, leaning into the car seat smugly.