Chapter 6392

Jacob certainly agreed with Mr. Bay. When going to a dinner where alcohol would be involved, having a designated driver would be most convenient. Still, Jacob had another plan in mind. Since he had a Cullinan and this was the perfect chance to show off, it would kill him not to drive. "Actually, we should go on our own," Jacob told Mr. Bay right then. "We will take my car and get a designated driver to take us home. We can hang out in the backseat to chat—I mean, you'd be in a bad mood if you get a bad driver, bringing a car that stinks of tobacco. You know how bad it can get." Mr. Bay nodded cheerfully. "Alright! I'm counting on you!" "Oh, it's only right!" Coming to an agreement, they hurried outside, with Jacob driving and Mr. Bay riding shotgun. They were having a pleasant conversation when Jacob suddenly got a call from Walker, who was his sub at Senior University. Answering with the in-car Bluetooth system, he said, "Hey, Walker. What's up?" "Mr. Wilson! I'm done with cl