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Chapter 466 He’s Elise’s Lackey

Elise kept sending text messages on her cell phone on their way home.

Jealous, Alexander asked, “Who are you texting? You’re replying to the messages so quickly.”

“A wine lover who loves drinking more than everything else. He certainly won’t let this bottle of Romanée-Conti slip through his fingers,” Elise replied. As she spoke, she took a selfie with the bottle of Romanée-Conti in her arms. Then, she opened the chat window on WhatsApp and sent the picture.

When Alexander caught sight of the scene from the corner of his eye, he couldn’t help stepping on the gas even harder. So far, Elise has never done anything intimate to me like sending me selfies. Who’s the one she’s texting, and why do they deserve such treatment? Could it be her grandparents? No, their state of health wouldn’t allow them to drink too much alcohol. Nor could it be the Andersons, who are now in a state of utter confusion. It couldn’t be Elise’s classmates, either. They’re all ladies, so whether they drink alcohol or not is questionable, and besides, they can’t tell good wine from bad, he thought. As he was too absorbed in thought, he unconsciously blurted out what he was thinking. “Who could it be…”

Then, in a moment of inattention, he accidentally rear-ended the car in front of him.

Tacitly, both drivers pulled over to the side of the road to avoid blocking traffic on the road.

“Are you alright?” Alexander hurriedly checked on Elise’s condition. After making certain that she was unscathed, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Then, he walked around his car to the rear end of the other car. However, when he saw the female driver who was checking on the damage done to her car, his bushy eyebrows furrowed. “Maya?”

Maya looked up at him with mixed emotions flickering across her eyes. “It’s you? Well, never mind.” She kicked the car’s rear bumper. “Just go ahead with your business. You don’t have to take responsibility for this.” Having been reduced to a nobody at present, she could no longer be of any help to Alexander, nor was she good enough for him. On top of that, she didn’t want him to see her at the lowest point in her life.

blow, Maxwell went into a coma and was lying in the hospital. In order to pay his medical expenses, Maya sold everything she could. Having parted with her luxury

honestly didn’t recognize Maya at first

the car and walked up

stopped Elise from continuing to come toward them. Then, he took out a bank card and handed it to Maya. “Here. The money in

biting her lower

worn-out the car—which had been kept in the underground garage for more than ten years—looked, but she had no other option. Everything that belonged to the Dahlens had been taken away, except for this car, which she and her family could keep on

it weren’t for the man named Nathan York, she would still be a little princess living the life of luxury, and her father, who loved her more than anyone else did, wouldn’t have fallen into a coma. Even

Maya’s voice at once upon hearing

for someone else.” Then, after casting a sidelong glance at Elise, she resolutely took the bank card in Alexander’s hand. “I’ll keep the money, so let’s drop the matter. I won’t be bothering you two anymore. Alright, you may leave now.” The Dahlens had gone bankrupt, causing her to be reduced from being the daughter of a wealthy family to

car, Nathan strode up

with her family had mentioned again and again. It was all because of Nathan that the Dahlens fell from heaven to hell overnight, turning me from a rich lady who lived a life of luxury into the down-and-out woman I currently am! It was him

your identity and protect

disdainful look at him. “That’s none of your

Nathan replied. Then, he continued as if it were a matter of course, “You gave me everything, so your safety

Nathan’s words. What he said sounds

anger as her fingernails almost dug into her flesh. Turns out he’s Elise’s lackey, huh? So it was Elise who gave the orders. She was the culprit behind everything; it was her, this b*tch, who drove me into