Chapter 971

Fia frowned. “You don’t remember? Are you unsure, or do you not want to say it?”

Conall’s eyes moved around nervously.

Fia suddenly turned around at the door. If they didn’t shut the door tight, they could hear the noise from outside.

She looked at the door and asked, “Or is the voice you heard the same as the person outside just now?”

Conall immediately looked down.

Fia looked at him helplessly. “His left hand is hurt, and he’s wearing a bandage even now. How can he drive a taxi?”

Conall could only look at her pitifully. He had refused the secretary from driving him, and he called for a taxi that was just around the corner as soon as he left the hotel.

The taxi driver had worn quite a few layers of clothing. He noticed that his left hand wasn’t that dexterous, but he wasn’t sure.

Now that he thought about it, when he was driving, he had used his right hand all the way. The left hand had only held the steering wheel.

“It’s Peter Hall,” Fia whispered.

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