The car was moving.
Iris Harris sat nervously in her seat, the man beside her remained silent, emanating a heavy aura of gloom.
"I don't know..." Iris Harris carefully chose her words, speaking softly, "You don't have a good relationship."
"..."
"I won't meet him anymore," she whispered, "Don't be angry."
"..."
Brandan Hyde still didn't say a word.
Iris Harris couldn't help but feel a bit powerless.
She was still somewhat afraid of him.
Although Brandan seldom got angry with her, memories of his violent behavior towards her when he was angry lingered in her mind.
She wasn't worth Henry Ford being at odds with Brandan.
Moreover, what did Henry Ford mean by what he said then?
She wanted to ask him if he was hiding something from her.
But for now, she didn't dare to ask.
