He took off his trench coat and wrapped it around Titus Zane, and then ordered the driver to turn up the heating and raise the soundproof partition between the driver's cabin and the rear seat.
Turning his gaze to the woman who occasionally sniffled, Nathan Moore's handsome face did not show any signs of improvement.
"Didn't you say you wanted to talk? Go ahead."
Only then did Titus Zane remember her purpose for coming down.
She slightly adjusted her sitting position to face Nathan Moore. A woman with higher education was very attentive even to seemingly trivial manners.
As she spoke, her delicate brows and eyes also appeared serious.
"Nathan Moore, why did you come to Banyan City?"
Lifting his gaze lightly, Nathan Moore's expression seemed casual and haughty, just like his tone at the moment.
"Do I not have the same right to be here as you do?"
Titus Zane...
Was at a loss for words.
