Still Shaking

The surrounding noise became more and more intense. Albert did what he said and took off his jacket with a raise of his hand. Lucille left with her victory. She returned to Tom's car with Molly, who had earned a huge profit. In the passenger seat, Tom's face was as pale as a vegetable. Looking carefully, his calves were still shaking. Lucille couldn't help feeling a little guilty. She said apologetically, "Are you okay? Do you need to take some time?" "N-No..." Tom could only pretend to be calm. As a man, he could not say anything because of his self-esteem. He could only tremble as he replied, "Y-You can keep driving. Do whatever you want." Lucille got into the car. She started it and drove off at a speed of 20 or 30 yards an hour. Austin shouted, "Get in my car, Lucille!" "No. Can't you see that I'm busy getting my license?" Lucille refused decisively. The rich playboys, including Albert, watched Lucille drive away in Tom's car. They were stunned and almost thought that they had mish