Chapter 2

Although Jason was not exactly the most reliable driver, he still did what he was supposed to do.

He always picked me up and dropped me off on time, and he kept the car spotless.

However, things started changing last month.

One day, when Jason came to pick me up, I noticed a heavily made-up woman sitting in the passenger seat.

I looked at him in confusion. As he got out to open the door for me, he quickly lowered his voice and explained, “Miss Silva, this is my girlfriend, Linda. Her workplace is on the way to our company, so I thought I’d give her a ride.”

I nodded and did not say anything.

Giving someone a ride was not a big deal.

However, I slowly started noticing something was off.

This so-called 'on-the-way ride' turned into a daily routine.

Every morning, Jason would pick up Linda first, then come get me.

At first, Linda only took selfies and recorded videos in the passenger seat, showing off to everyone that she was riding in a Maybach.

I could understand that. She was young, so being a little vain was normal.

What I could not understand was the way she looked at me every time. Her eyes were always filled with disgust and contempt.

It was as though I owed her millions of dollars.

A few times, she sprayed perfume aggressively toward me and complained nonstop after I got into the car.

“Seriously? This is such an expensive car. Why does it always smell so cheap and poor?”

I thought she had truly noticed some strange odor, so I specifically told Jason to take the car for a thorough cleaning and disinfection.

She only became more excessive after that. Sometimes, after I got out of the car, she would disinfect the seat I had been sitting on.

Other times, she would place disposable seat covers directly over my seat.

Whenever I questioned Jason about it, he would always awkwardly explain in private, “Miss Silva, Linda just worries that the car isn’t clean and might get your clothes dirty. She’s just being extra careful about hygiene.”

I did not think much of it.

After all, I had too many things to deal with every day. Billions of dollars in projects were passing through my hands, and I simply did not have the time or energy to argue with a young woman over something so trivial.

That was, until this morning.

The moment I saw the note stuck on my usual seat, I finally understood.

Linda actually thought I was a freeloader who was mooching rides from her.

Originally, I planned to teach both Jason and Linda a lesson.

However, Jason kept begging me desperately.

“Miss Silva, I promise this will never happen again.

“I’ll explain everything to Linda today. I’ll never pick her up or drop her off again.

“Please, for my father's sake, forgive me for this once.”

I let out a sigh at the thought of Mr. Lane. “Forget it.

“I'm not going to pursue this.”

After the police officers left, Jason let out a huge sigh of relief. He thanked me repeatedly, and his attitude became incredibly respectful.

I did not say anything else. I got into the car and had him drive me to the office.

After that day, Jason really did behave himself for a while.

Every time he came to pick me up, Linda was no longer sitting in the passenger seat.

The car had also been cleaned thoroughly, and all traces of the note were gone.

His driving remained smooth and professional.

The only thing he did poorly was arriving on time.

Every single time, he had a different excuse.

“Miss Silva, I'm sorry. There was an accident on the road today, and traffic was terrible.

“Miss Silva, I’m really sorry. My alarm didn’t go off, and I overslept.

“Miss Silva, the water pipe at my place burst. I was trying to sort things out with the downstairs neighbor, so I’m running late.”

Even though his excuses always sounded a little far-fetched, I did not press the issue since he was still polite.