Chapter 113 A friend

The Uber came and Chanel sat inside the car. Chills were running in her body from head to toe

"Where to?" The driver asked. The last strand of self-restraint disappeared and Chanel broke down in tears. She cried with hiccups. The driver handed her a tissue paper from the dashboard and she wiped her nose "Sorry about that." She apologized for the breakdown.

"Don't worry about that take your time." Chanel had not noticed it earlier but the guy has an Indian accent.

"Thank you so much. I must be a nuisance to you so late in the night." Chanel said.

"No worries. What is your name?" He asked kindly. If he is annoyed that she is wasting his time, he has not shown it.

"My name is Chanel." She paused for a minute "What is your name?" This is the first time she has bothered to ask any driver's name. She does not even know the name of her house help and she has been working for her for over 10 years. She considered those people beneath her.

"I am Mr Sharma from India."