Chapter 137 Ungrateful

Ensio's face stiffened as he looked up at Idris. Idris' handsome eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his dark eyes looked at me with a hint of displeasure. I was not in the mood to stare at his expression, so I turned to jog toward Maxwell's car, swiftly getting in. After buckling up, Maxwell glanced at Idris, who still had not left, and started the car, asking, "What did you say? Mr. Young looks quite upset." I rubbed my temples and replied indifferently, "I didn’t say much. Thanks for coming out to pick me up so late. Has my mom gone to bed?" He nodded. "She should be asleep. The lights in the living room were off when I left the house. It’s already so late, and if I wasn’t in the habit of staying up late, I might not have seen your message." I smiled, realizing it was indeed very late at night. I had sent him a message about my return tonight before boarding the plane but had not expected him to pick me up, considering it was the middle of the night. Disturbing someone’s sleep