"Miss Parker, you surely don't dislike her now, right? She likes you too, so why..."
"Randell..." Lorraine Hanson suddenly turned around to face him, his eyes full of helplessness, "I find you very chatty today, babbling!"
Seeing a hint of displeasure on his face, Randell immediately clammed up, not daring to say another word, afraid of angering him. Next time he might not even say anything when serving as a mediator for the two Madams, maybe he won't even get on his plane!
A few minutes later, he sneaked a glance at the man in the passenger seat. Lorraine Hanson had his eyes closed, seemingly dozing off. Noticing his expression had softened, Randell swallowed.
He whispered, "Young Master, don't forget to call the Old Madam..."
"Mm." Lorraine responded with a sound, not opening his eyes.
Randell looked at him again, noticing the faint smile on his lips, he felt relieved. However, he hadn't completed the task given by the Old Madam which left him feeling uneasy.
