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Jack didn\'t mind; Helen was too cute to be angry at.

" Ahem! I\'ve heard that these bars are packed with people. Jack cleared his throat to talk with Helen; he didn\'t know what to say, so he just said it.

"I don\'t know. There are many people in those bars. I\'ve never gone to such establishments myself but heard from a friend," Helen replied; she was still a little grumpy.

"I\'ve gone to one. It was a nightclub. I don\'t like to dance, but seeing people dance, I don\'t mind," Jack said. The situation was smoothing out.

"How old are you?"" Helen asked, and for having a good conversation, she tried to move to the front passenger seat.

As the car was moving forward with a speed of 50 KP/H, Helen was trying to move forward. Jack was caught off guard; he never expected Helen to move to the front seat of a moving car.

Jack made every effort to avoid breaking, as he knew that if he slowed down, Helen would fly straight into the windshield.

After Helen was successfully seated, Jack sighed with relief; he was really trying to not press breaks on the abusy road of Berlin.

"Don\'t change seats when the car is still moving. It\'s really dangerous," Jack reminded Helen.

"I know, I am sorry." Helen rolled her eyes; her expression conveyed the message, \'If you can\'t even drive while I swap seats, you should sell the car.\'

Jack focused on driving more now; he was cautious also; the angel in his car has very high expectations from him.

"Your watch is very beautiful," said Helen, who suddenly looked at Jack\'s watch intently.

"You like it?"" Jack smiled and asked.

"Yes, it\'s very pretty; by the way, your skin is also very good; it\'s smooth. I\'ve seen many Germans; they don\'t have such skin." Helen was very direct when she talked openly.

"Well, thank you." Jack accepted the compliments with a weird face; he was actually shocked at Helen\'s direct approach.

"Your watch looks like it\'s made with small shiny stones; very pretty. I don\'t usually like watches." After saying this, she reclined in her seat.

" Oh? You\'re wearing one "Jack looked at her casio, which had a brown belt; it suited her whole office lady attire.

"I mean, I don\'t like pretty watches usually; look at my watch." She showed her watch to Jack, who was driving a big SUV on the busy road of Berlin.

Jack looked at the watch; he had to look at it three to four times to have a good look at it. It was a simple Casio watch.

"What does it do?" Helen asked a simple question.

"It tells time?"" Jack was confused at her question.

"Correct, your watch looks expensive—maybe 2K€? 3K€? But what does your watch do that mine can\'t?" Helen explaining this was proud of herself.

"Well, you\'re absolutely right." Jack does not know how to tell her that his mobile also shows\'s time. The watch he was wearing is not about telling time. Oh well! Jack thought: You should never quibble with beautiful women.

"But your one looks pretty; the small shiny stones look good; with your beautiful skin, it looks good on it," Helen complimented Jack without even blushing.

"Thank you," Jack smiled, but in his mind he was thinking: This girl is a little strange, in a good way.

"Don\'t tell the ambassador, but I am thinking of quitting this job." Helen suddenly was very serious; her face looked like she was struggling to make this decision and wanted some help.

"Oh, why?" Jack was curious to know why she wanted to quit this job.

"It\'s just my grandfather has left me with a small piece of land; I want to go back to my country and live there." Helen looked homesick.

" Ah! In Vietnam? " Jack was shocked. Helen lived in one of the best countries in the world, but she still wanted to go back to her roots.

"Yes, I know, I am sounding dumb, Hehe, but there is something far more valuable than money, at least for me." Helen looked into Jack\'s eye and smiled.

When their eyes met, Jack\'s heart pounded. Jack never felt this way. Even with Yana, he never felt this way.

He didn\'t know Helen prior to today, but her purity was out of this world. To win her heart, Jack can\'t show off the 200K€ watch; heck, she won\'t even recognize it.

*Weewoo* *Weewoo*

As Jack was driving towards the bar, which apparently is called Monkey Bar, he suddenly heard sirens.

Looking at his rearview mirror, he saw the red and blue light flashing; a cop cruiser car edged in.

Jack seeing the cops he slowed down a little; he was not afraid of the cops; if he was guilty, then maybe he would, but now he\'s not.

"Pull Over! Pull Over!!"" Jack heard several loud noises from behind, so he just slowly pulled over to the side.

The cop car also stopped behind his car; Jack didn\'t leave the car and waited for the cops to approach.

There was one officer that went down from his cop car and walked towards Jack\'s car. Jack was watching him walk slowly towards his car.

Jack didn\'t speed, nor did he know about what he had done that he was pulled over.

*Knock* *knock*

The cop, who was a huge black dude, knocked on Jack\'s window.

Jack rolled down his window, then smiled at the cop and said, "Good evening officer, why did you pull me over?"

The officer looked at Jack, then smiled; he then gestured with his eyes at Helen.

Jack looked back at Helen and saw she was not wearing the seat belts; actually, when she swapped seats, she forgot to put on belts.

"Licence and registration, please," the officer demanded.

Jsck, without any choice, gave him the license and registration and the insurance paper—all the paper he had with him.

"Hmm, young people these days, you have to pay a fine; otherwise, you\'ll be doing this much often," the officer said.

"I understand, officer," Jack said.

Helen, who was watching this first, didn\'t understand that she was the reason that they were pulled over, but after seeing everything, she understood and felt guilty.

"Jack, let me pay the fine," Helen offered Jack; she never wanted to cause trouble to anyone.

"It\'s all right," Jack waved his hand, then stepped out of the car to properly talk with the officer and pay the fine.

After some time, Jack returned to the car to get his wallet. The last time, he placed his wallet in the car\'s glove box.

The officer also gave Jack his papers back and a ticket, which Jack had to pay. The officer was waiting outside the car while his hands were inside Jack\'s window.

"Jack, let me pay for my mistake. How much is it?" Helen grabbed her purse and wanted to pay.

"It\'s alright, you don\'t have to pay." Jack smiled at her and then paid the officer with cash—30€—that\'s how much it took to get the officer going on his way.

"Why didn\'t you let me pay?" Helen asked; she was a little angry; she didn\'t know why.

Jack didn\'t respond; he exited his car, made his way to the front passenger seat, and then abruptly opened the door.

Helen, feeling slightly angry, was taken aback. She thought Jack was maybe telling her to get out for making trouble, although she was used to it because of her childhood, but her eyes still got moist; she didn\'t know why; maybe she didn\'t expect it from Jack.

Jack, who was not thinking such a thing, opened the door, grabbed the seat belt, and fastened it around Helen.

"I am sorry, I didn\'t help you with this earlier." His voice was soft and regretful.

Helen, who\'s thought process was extreme, almost reached her legs out, then hearing Jack\'s soft tone and regretful voice, she immediately pulled inside her leg.

Helen then looked at Jack\'s face, which was so close to her because he just helped her fasten the seat belt.

She thought she was dreaming; Jack looked handsome and was so considered.

Smiling at her, Jack closed the door, then returned to his seat and started the car again.

Both didn\'t talk much after that, because after the incident, it took about 1 minute to go inside the entrance of the bar.

It was a tall towering building. Jack, as usual, after stepping out of the car, gave his car keys to the valet.

There were two valets. One opened the door for Jack, and the other one opened the door for Helen.

Jack entered the building, looked at a waiter-looking guy, and just said, "Monkey Bar."

Jack was getting accustomed to using simple words to get answers; he didn\'t know why.

"Sir, 10th floor, you have to take right to get to the elevator." The person replied in a very easy-going tone.

"Alright," Jack then attempted to grasp Helen\'s hand.

"Humph." Helen swatted his hand, then pouted.

Jack looked at Helen confusedly. Why is this little angel angry again?