Chapter 3085 I'm Not The Same Bianca I Used To Be

The cigar he carefully prepared was wasted by Abel like this. Shanks reminded him in a displeased tone, "You're wasting your time on this unrealistic stuff. Just smoke a few more cigars. "The cigars I make for you cost a pretty penny, and they're a pain to make." When Abel heard this, he quickly took two more puffs. Although Shanks was complaining, he would not refuse to make more cigars. Yet, Abel still unconsciously played along when he heard Shanks' wistful tone. "Tsk, every time I mention this, you switch topics. You're just fronting. It's pretty boring." Shanks opened the car door and got in. Abel threw the cigar on the ground and stepped on it to put it out. Then, he got into the car from the other side. He said to the driver who had been waiting for them, "Take us to the restaurant." "Yes, Mr. Abel," replied the driver as he drove away. … On the other hand, Warren was driving, and the other three in the car kept quiet. Even though they all had experience dealing with