"Ah?" I was stunned, saying, "Can you come back and pick me up?"

The driver immediately refused, "No! I have another order to take!" 

Then he hung up the call directly.

"I'm the one who let him go."

I was confused. Then Patrick's voice rang behind me.

Looking back, I saw Patrick sitting in a wheelchair with a gloomy look on his face.

I frowned slightly, "Why did you do so? Mr. Cowell."

After making up my mind to leave, I changed how I addressed him and no longer called him Master.

Hearing my address, Patrick narrowed his eyes slightly.

He lowered his eyes and said after a long while,...