Chapter 63 is it good?

Margaret Henson walked out a short distance with an umbrella, and her trouser legs were wet. A car stopped slowly beside her and honked its horn twice. She thought it was Roger Moore again, and there was a touch of impatience in her eyes. The window opened a crack, but the voice of Aya Frost came from inside. "Come up quickly. You're going to drive now. There's a traffic jam. There are people outside." Margaret Henson glanced up at where she was parked. There were a lot of people, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. She thanked him and opened the door and sat in. Rain and humidity are isolated on the outside, and the carriage is surprisingly quiet. Margaret Henson thought it was the Frosts' car to pick up Aya Frost, but it was Robert Frost's driver in the driver's seat. She saw Robert Frost sitting on the side of the window, holding the document in his fingertips, looking d