"So, um, you and Victor go on ahead." Joanna Ramsey said with a hearty laugh, climbing into Victor Bennett's car on her own.
Bella Green: "..."
Victor Bennett, feeling the chill in the air, quickly got into the car, and it shot out like an arrow.
Up on the mountain top, those who needed to leave had mostly left. Bella Green stood there, looking distressed, watching the red car's rear disappear around the bend.
"Get in the car." Mason's voice was slightly deep.
Bella obediently sat in the passenger seat, then looked at Mason with curiosity.
"I don't think I've seen you drive a sports car before."
Mason glanced at her lightly: "Like it?"
Upon hearing this, Bella's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously: "Of course I like it, don't you?"
Seeing the brightness in the young girl's eyes, Mason's lips slightly curved upwards: "It's yours."
Those simple words almost made Bella shout in excitement, but then she realized it didn't seem right.
