Bella Acker jogged up to him, slightly out of breath.
Before she could say anything, Damian Sinclair spoke first: "I didn't bring my wallet, lend me a hundred bucks for a taxi, I'll pay you back tomorrow."
"Didn't I just tell you to take that taxi back?" Bella Acker was a bit speechless, and while speaking, she opened her wallet and handed him a hundred bucks.
Damian Sinclair took the hundred bucks, "The seat in that car is too small, it's uncomfortable."
Of course, a taxi seat isn't as comfortable as the seat of a luxury car that costs millions.
Bella Acker silently complained in her heart and said, "It's late, you should take a taxi back."
Damian Sinclair looked at her and suddenly said, "You seem to have grown taller."
"What?" Bella was stunned and didn't quite react at first.
"You seem to have grown a bit taller."
"Uh?" Bella understood and smiled, "Mr. Sinclair has good eyesight, I've grown five centimeters."
