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"Alpha, isn't it Miss Vance?"

The driver said to Alpha Vaughn as he glanced at the woman beside the road.

Vaughn was using his phone. But when he heard his driver, his eyes moved from the phone and shifted on the road.

"It looks like she is hurt," the driver said, slowing down the speed a little.

Vaughn's eyes darkened when he noticed what his driver was saying was right.

It was indeed Cleo.