196 Your Rebellious Mother

As Emily walked out, Logan was already standing beside the car, visibly impatient.

She approached him. "Mr. Morgan."

Logan saw her and couldn’t help but burst out, "Where did you go? Everyone has left, and it’s just you. If there had been a bus, I would have driven off myself. Do you know how many people are secretly laughing at me?"

Logan pointed to a few security guards at the entrance.

They stood perfectly straight, not glancing over even once.

Emily sneered inwardly. Logan’s proud ego was bruised again. He believed he should be admired, but standing here alone, he felt his noble status was tainted.

Emily didn't argue, instead, she meekly apologized, "I’m sorry."

Logan didn’t want to make a scene in public; he still had to maintain his refined image.

"Get in the car."

Emily opened the back door, ready to get in, when a large hand slammed it shut.

Logan said irritably, "Sit in the front seat."

The back seat was typically reserved for those of higher status; in Logan’s eyes, she wasn