Chapter 1311

The next day. After Tiger, who had gotten drunk, woke up, he washed up and shaved before leaving. “Tiger!” Charles shouted. Tiger frowned and sized him up. “Who are you?” “I… I am Mr. Maxwell’s driver, Charles Leonard,” Charles said cheerily. “You look much more energetic today than you did last night.” Tiger nodded. “Are you from the camp?” “What camp? I’m not from the army. I used to race cars. “Five years ago, Mr. Maxwell was wandering like a lost soul and got hit by me. Later on, I…” After Tiger heard the full story, his gaze was cold and sharp. “So you’ve been Mr. Maxwell’s driver for the past five years?” “That’s right! I’m Mr. Maxwell’s personal driver. Silas says that Mr. Maxwell doesn’t trust people easily. It must have been fate that arranged for me to be his driver.” “Alright.” Tiger adjusted his collar. “Work hard and don’t betray Mr. Maxwell.” "Rest assured, even if someone holds a knife to my throat, I won't betray Mr. Maxwell!" Charles said seriously. "I