"Who is she?" Jaxter asked with sharp eyes, looking at the woman who seemed to be standing and talking on the phone.
From her posture alone, he felt something was off about her. Thus, Jaxter deliberately rolled down his car window and stared at the woman so intensely that Donna even felt pierced by his gaze. She quickly moved out of Jaxter's line of sight.
"Oh, her. Her name is Donna. She was a college friend of mine. Why?" Hayle asked, looking at her husband, whose face seemed very unfriendly.
"I don't like her. Stay away from her," Jaxter said, squinting his eyes, not even glancing at Hayle.
"I'm not particularly close to her either. It's just a coincidence that we ran into each other here," Hayle nodded slightly. There was still something on her mind, but she thought it better not t
