In Silver Fox.

Sandra squinted, her face expressionless.

She emitted an imposing aura.

"Mr. Cooper."

"Hmm."

Wesley replied flatly.

He looked so calm.

"I was thinking, do you care more about the feeling of fighting side by side with it?"

She was referring to the racing car.

Wesley rested his head against the car window.

His handsome yet somewhat pale face was illuminated by the headlights outside.

Elegant and ...