Mr. Kane Got cklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 885
Chapter 885
‘You’re worried about me when you’re this drunk?’ thought Ste. However, she felt
“I’ll take a cab. It’s easy to get a cab in this area,” she said.
Stuart grunted in response. Then he said, “Don’t bete tomorrow.’
Ste was amused.
‘We can’t tell for sure who’s the one that’ll bete tomorrow,’ she thought.
After everyone had left, Ste took out her phone and started to book a cab.
Just as she entered the e-hailing application, a silvery gray Land Rover pulled up by
the curb. The driver rolled down the window and asked, “You booked a ride, ma’am?”
Ste answered, “Nope. I haven’t even booked one.”
The driver grunted in response and took out his phone to contact his client. Ste
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heard him cursing even though she was quite a distance away from him.
It seemed like the driver’s customer had canceled the booking, so he had made a
wasted trip and was arguing with the customer.
The driver angrily hung up his phone and asked Ste, “Where are you going,
ma’am? Since I don’t have any customers, why don’t I drive you there? This way, my
trip won’t be wasted.”
Ste nced at her phone. A dozen people were in the queue to book a cab, so she
had to wait an estimated 20 to 30 minutes. She looked up and asked, “Can you send
me to Clouditude International?”
“Sure. Hop in.”
Ste walked to the side of the car and only got in when she saw the cab driver’s
identification.
The driver made a U-turn whileining, “The cancel feature on e- hailing
applications is so unreasonable. A five-dorpensation? The gas money I spent
driving here is more than that!”
The car reeked of cigarettes. Ste did not like it, so she winded down the car window.
The cab driver ranted for a long time. Finally, Ste asked, “Isn’t there a meter?”
The driver smiled and said, “My phone acts as a meter, so don’t worry. I won’t
overcharge you.”
Then, Ste did not say another word.
She took out her phone and nced at it. Aldor did not text her, and Keegan still had
not replied.
After driving for a while, the driver said, “Ma’am, I’m going to pick someone up at the
front. He’s also heading to Clouditude International. After this, you just have to pay
half of the fare.”
Ste frowned.
‘I don’t really like sharing a cab with strangers; the driver should’ve asked me first. If I
had known, I wouldn’t have gotten in just because I didn’t want to wait,’ she thought.
Soon after, the cab pulled up at a junction. Then, a man dressed in ck and a face
mask got in the car.
The man did not go to the front passenger seat. Instead, he sat in the backseat, like
Ste. Even though he waspletely covered in the middle of summer, the smell of
cigarettesing from him was much stronger than the car’s. This made Ste feel
even more ufortable.