Knox heard that she was still in the mood to joke and instantly relaxed a lot, joining in the banter: "With my kind of vibe, even if it's a hooligan vibe, it's still the best-looking, most irresistible hooligan. Have you ever seen a more charming thug than me?"
"Young Master, Young Master…" Vaguely, he could still hear that woman from before calling out to Knox.
But the voice was getting farther and farther away; if you didn't listen carefully, you could barely hear it.
Knox walked a little further, and Scarlett heard two beeps—the sound of a car door unlocking.
"Scarlett, I'm in the car now, I'll head over to pick you up right away. Since I need to focus on driving for the next while, let's leave it here for now. Even though I know my voice is so magnetic you'll suffer not hearing it, just bear with it for a bit. It's only temporary. Once I get there, we can talk for three days and three nights straight, okay?"
What a clown.
