Xander looked at the person in the rearview mirror angrily.

‘I haven't seen you for a few days, you’ve become so sharp-tongued, Rosalie Jacobs!’

The anger in Xander's heart gradually faded away when he glanced at the burner under the co-pilot's seat. His gaze on Rosalie was cold.

‘You won’t be able to use that tongue very soon!’

Thinking of this, Xander felt great again.

"Miss Jacobs, don't forget that this drug was my idea in the first place. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have conducte