The car finally drove safely into the factory gates, and it was only after getting out of the car that Laurent's anxious heart finally relaxed.
Laurent's expression was far from pleasant. Anyone who had to share a car with such a reckless madman would surely look unhappy.
Bert grabbed his briefcase and got out of the car. After glancing at Laurent's face, he smiled with smug satisfaction,
"What's there to be afraid of? Everyone's going to die sooner or later, right?"
Laurent glared at him fiercely. His smirk faltered for a moment under the force of her intense gaze, but then he smiled again, as if trying to reassure her,
"Don't worry, I'm not that lacking in boundaries."
With that, he walked off confidently.
Laurent muttered under her breath, "Not lacking in boundaries? Does he still think he has any?"
But for Laurent, Bert was simply too unpredictable. He could be both righteous and villainous at the same time.
