Betty felt buzzed in her ears. She turned her head angrily, “Who is it?”
“It’s me.” Jake got off the car.
Betty held back the anger on her face and blinked in an incredible way, “Mr. Thomson? Why are you here?”
“Passing by. What happened to her?” Jake’s eyes fell on Aria.
Aria buried her head on Betty’s shoulders. Her hair was scattered, and her face was covered by the hair tightly, so he couldn’t see anything.
“Aria is drunk” Betty replied helplessly.
“Did you guys drink?” Jake squinted.
Betty said, “Yes, Aria is a little sad.”
“Sad?” Jake pursed his thin lips, “Why is she sad?”
Betty looked at him bitterly, and muttered, “Why? It’s all because of you.”
“Huh?” Jake was stunned.
Betty reacted and shook her head quickly, “Nothing. Mr. Thomson, can you take us to the nearest subway station?”
“Get in the car.” Jake opened the back seat door.
Betty quickly thanked him and helped Aria into the car.