As they were riding on the 101, the rain pounded the windows of the limo relentlessly. Michael kept dozing off and hoa nhài still had not regained coniciousness.
Bobby called Michael disturbing his nap.
"Mr. Jackson, is the young lady awake yet?"
"No."
"What are bạn going to do with her, sir?"
"I don't really have a choice, but to take her trang chủ with me."
"Sir, I really hate to disagree with you, but I don't think that is a good idea."
"I don't really care what bạn think, Bobby. I'm not going to abandon this girl and I don't want to talk about this anymore. Do bạn understand?"
Bobby sighed and said,...
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