Chapter 89: Another Pay Cut

It suddenly dawned on me that I was no longer stepping out as Alan's wife but as his assistant. In the past, even though Alan didn’t love me, he always maintained appearances when we were in public and never let me drive. That's why I hadn’t immediately realized the shift in my role. I quickly opened the car door and, with a playful smile, opened the back seat for Alan, where the boss usually sits. Only then did Alan, with a blank expression, toss the keys to me and, after being assisted by me, settle into the car. I pursed my lips, gently closed the door, and climbed into the driver’s seat. Turning around with a service-oriented smile, I asked, "My dear boss, what kind of driving style do you prefer? Gentle, normal, or exciting?" Alan, who had been looking down, lifted his head and frowned slightly, "Aisha, why are you making such a fuss?" I immediately pouted, "What do you mean, 'making a fuss'? I’m just trying to provide excellent service." Alan, maintaining his calm, respond