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Chapter 1705
Felicity sat in the rear passenger seat and could not help but think to herself, 'Marshall really knows what he's
doing.'
She was worried that Marshall and Stella would sit together, so she got into the car before them and took the back
seat. Then, Stella took the seat next to her.
Marshall, in turn, naturally took the front passenger seat.
When the car was about to drive away, Marshall suddenly asked the driver, "Excuse me, can I see your driving
license?"
The driver then handed his license to Marshall.
Marshall frowned upon looking at it and said in a low voice," The photo on your license doesn't seem to match the
one on your work ID."
The driver hurriedly explained, "It's the same. I took the photo on my work ID before my driving license. Maybe I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwas skinnier back then."
"Is that so? I still don’t think they're the same person." Marshall then turned to the two in the back. "Stella, come
and take a look."
Felicity was afraid that Stella would have too much contact with him, so she volunteered. "I'll look at it. My eyes are
very sharp. I can tell if it's fake or real even if a professional photoshopped it!"
Marshall did not refuse. Instead, he warmly said, "Sure.
Come and take a look, then."
The driver's work ID was at the front. So, to see it clearly, one would have to sit in the front passenger seat.
Felicity decisively got out of the car, and Marshall gave way to her for a better view of the work ID.
She then held the driver's work ID next to his face and compared them carefully. After some time, she said, "It's the
same person. The work ID seems photoshopped because the mole on his chin is missing. But his hairline hasn't
changed. It just moved back a little."
The driver was speechless.
Then, Marshall's voice rang out from behind. "I could never notice such tiny details. Your eyes are really sharp.”
After that, he turned to the driver and said, "I'm so sorry for the trouble. We just wanted to be safe. We can go
now."
"I understand. Safety is always the most important thing when traveling."
Then, he said to Felicity, "Lady, please fasten your seatbelt.
Felicity kept quiet.
'When did I become the one who's sitting in the front passenger seat?"
Marshall was so cunning that Keegan could never come close to him. Felicity found it impossible how she just
walked into his trap.
She turned around to look at Marshall and tilted her head to look at Stella.
Marshall's eyes were undeniably beautiful, with his high brows and deep eye sockets. The shape of his eyes looked
similar to Vermont's, but Vermont seemed wild and unrestrained. Meanwhile, Marshall's eyes revealed a hint of
subtle affection.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlthough Felicity knew that he would look at everything with the same affectionate gaze, she could not help but
think that anyone would inevitably fall for him if they were in his constant presence.
Then, she wondered if she had been a bit too harsh on Marshall earlier. After all, he did help Stella a lot, even if he
had ulterior motives.
After that, she thought about why Keegan could become so close with Jaylene, yet Stella could not be with Marshall.
In the end, she started pondering if the law was too conservative. With such a skewed gender ratio, the
government should allow a wife to have multiple husbands. That way, people would have to spend less money on
wedding gifts. How wonderful would that be?
'Ah! I'm getting brainwashed by Stinky Cucumber! I need to stop thinking about money!'
"Do you want some water?" Marshall handed Stella a bottle of water.
Stella shook her head. "You can have it. I'm not thirsty."
Marshall did not drink it, as he held the bottle and said,"
Today... has been pretty hectic. I wanted to have a few words with Uncle Wenham but didn't get a chance at all. It
looks like he's still upset."