Chapter 332

Tommy consciously raised the partition window to separate the front seats from the rear seats. Out of sight, out of mind, as they said. He did not want to be glared at by Jeremy's sharp gaze. Jeremy rubbed Corinne's stomach for some time and stopped when she saw that her complexion had improved. He then took out a wet towel, wiped her sticky coke-splashed face, and felt heartbroken yet angry at her. In his annoyance, he lectured, "Weren't you always feisty when you're with me? Why did you just let them splash the drink all over you instead of biting them back?" Corinne rolled her eyes at him and said arrogantly, "I'm not a dog, Mister. Are you going to bite a dog if it bites you? We need to deal with a dog using human methods, not by stooping down to the level of a dog to bite them back. I don't intend to bear a grudge against them either, because they're all idiots with a herd mentality who have been blinded by the fallacies being perpetuated online. If anything, I should be direct