After Daniel got into the car, he turned his head slightly and looked out the window. Cynthia's car grew further away, and a flicker of dark and complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.
At this time, his confidant couldn't help but laugh lightly, an unmistakable sneer in his eyes. "Miss Shannon really doesn't know the meaning of life."
"Why do you say that?" Daniel lowered his eyes, making it hard to see his true feelings.
His confidant glanced at Daniel through the rearview mirror and spoke slowly, "There are so many eyes watching her, both openly and covertly. The reason no one has acted yet is because they fear Tristan, but she, on the other hand, goes out alone at a time like this. She's practically begging for someone to make a move—this is what I call recklessness."
"She's young and arrogant, thinking that her temporary advantage will get her somewhere."
Hearing this, a meaningful smile crept onto Daniel's lips. "You're underestimating her."