Chapter 701

If Trixie didn't get the hint now, she'd be downright foolish.

"Got it, thank you, sir. I'll find a chance to thank him later," she said, turning to leave.

The driver watched her walk away, muttering to himself, "Kids with a sense of gratitude like that are rare these days. Hey, wait, your cigarettes!"

But it was too late—Trixie was already gone.

It was close to midnight.

Silas, holding his jacket