Chapter 68

The woman froze briefly before quickly repeating, "Make it two servings." Her gaze swept over the passenger seat, but she saw no one. When she opened the rear door, her expression faltered instantly. After all, sitting in the back seat implied that the driver was being treated as a chauffeur. She must have thought no one would dare treat Leonardo that way. "Mr. Gibson, this dog might need all kinds of paperwork to go inside," she said hesitantly. Leonardo replied sharply, "Get someone to look after it. It's not going in." Having said that, he grabbed my arm and strode toward the small building. I yanked my hand free and demanded, "What are you doing?" "Let's have breakfast first. After that, I'll pay you a thousand dollars an hour." He then pulled out his phone, adding, "Your phone should have notifications, right? Don't tell me you've got the accessibility mode turned off." Almost on cue, my phone chimed with a notification. I had just received 2,000 dollars. He was serious