Chapter 110
Upon returning to his bedroom to change, he took a nce at his phone.
Both members of the group chat replied to him.
‘The Second Lonely Musketeer’ texted, ‘Ise, don’t bring her along. Otherwise, I might not survive
through the night.’
In actuality, Nik was always met with misfortune whenever Patricia was around; he was sure
that she was a natural jinx in that anyone who came into contact with her would be cursed with bad
luck.
‘The Third Lonely Musketeer’ replied, ‘Rest assured that I can guarantee to deliver the perfect
result, sir.’
On the other hand, Isaac felt more and more frustrated upon looking at the group name, so he
texted, ‘Who came up with this awful name? Change it. I’m not some lonely musketeer.’
Soon enough, Nik changed the group from ‘The Three Lonely Musketeers’ to ‘The Three
Musketeers’.
Isaac was rendered speechless at this.
Nik continued, ‘This seems nice. No changing of the name from now on!’
Percy replied, ‘Why am I the third?’
Isaac went downstairs while texting back, ‘Just ept it.’
Nik then suggested, ‘How about we duke it out tonight for the positions?’
Percy epted his challenge. ‘Come on then.’
Downstairs, Patricia had already finished washing the dishes and did not break a single item this
time. She was being very cautious after knowing how expensive everything in his home was.
While she was applying hand cream, she saw the man in a navy blue coat with a badge on it. This
feels a little roley-ish.
Suddenly, a thought shed across her mind. My goodness, he’s too good looking!
Oftentimes, women could not resist the temptation of a good-looking man in a uniform and that
included her as well.
However, she had to keep her calm and not let the man detect anything.
Walking to her side, Isaac caught a whiff of roses, which he found refreshing and pleasant.
Patricia quickly put her hands by the side and smiled. “President Arnold, which car do we ride in
tonight?”
In reality, she did not dare to drive the one seated in the courtyard. If she was to scratch even a
tiny bit of it, she assumed that she would have to spend the rest of her life paying it off.
Thus, she prepared to choose a cheaper one and was just asking him out of courtesy since she
was sure that he would be fine with any options.
Yet, Isaac smiled and replied, “The one parked in front seems okay. This way, we don’t have to go
to the garage.”
He then walked straight to the entrance, leaving Patricia with a gaping jaw.
Shocked, she thought that the man was simply too unpredictable.
Yet, she still ran up to him while trying to persuade him, “President Arnold, how about we change
into another car. That car is way too shy. What if we bump into robbers because of that?”
“No worries. I know a bit of self-defense tactics. I can defeat them with ease.”
Patricia rolled her eyes at this. Aren’t you something else, Isaac Arnold? Do you think that you’re
the number one in this world? How arrogant!
Walking to the car, Isaac tossed the keys to her and got in.
At this moment, she stared nkly at the key in her hand. Can I say that I don’t know how to
drive?
After struggling with herself for a long while, she eventually got into the car and carefully drove off.
While on the road, she became more and more cautious as she drove around ten miles an hour.
She also looked at the rearview mirror from time to time in fear that she might bump into
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something.
This made Isaac look at her and questioned, “Patricia, do you think that you’re riding a bicycle?”
Looking out the window, she saw that even the electrical bicycles were faster than them.
Yet, she replied calmly, “Safety first, President Arnold. I will ensure you get there safely.”
Speechless, he rolled the car window down and lit a cigarette before taking a deep drag.
“I don’t need you to pay me if we crash, so can you please go faster?”
At this point, Isaac was getting a little frustrated. What is on her birdbrained mind?