Chapter 1068: Who is that man?

"Drive slower and don't turn into Riverside Mansions, just keep circling," Jeremy Thompson's thin lips parted slightly as he uttered these words indifferently.

Instantly, the normal vehicle speed turned into that of a snail's.

Jeremy Thompson looked at the woman whose head was swaying back and forth against the back of the seat, her pale delicate face, and her refined features that were not stunning at first glance but belonged to the kind that grew more appealing the more one looked.

The street lamps shone through the car window, casting light on her fair skin. With her bare face, one could see the fine hairs on her skin, and her red lips slightly parted in her sleep, revealing neat, white teeth. Her brows were deeply furrowed, as if she had encountered something upsetting.

His gaze slowly moved from her voluptuous form, eventually resting on her feet.