Chapter: 2097

“I'm a grown-up, Miss Gibson. No need to fret. It's too much trouble for you to send a car."

"But you are a girl." Kathryn pouted, then a thought struck her. “Oh, I see. You're worried about bothering me; that's why you don't want me to send a car, right? Well, I have a different idea. You won't find it bothersome, I promise.

Rachel was puzzled, about to inquire further, but Kathryn cut her off.

“Shelia, wait for me. I'll call you back. Don't leave the hotel alone until I do."

Before Rachel could respond, Kathryn ended the call.