Chapter 11

Chapter 11

At Joycelyn’s insistence, Ellison drove until they found a secluded spot almost a quarter–mile from the dealership. After all, when you marry someone, you accommodate their quirks.

“Why don’t I browse alone while you wait in the car?” Joycelyn suggested.

His silent exit and door slam answered that. She secured the wooden box in her arm and fumbled another mask from her purse. “Could you please wear this?”

Though displeasure flashed across his face, he complied. His silence made her hyperaware of maintaining a respectful few steps‘ distance as they walked.

She’d always thought calling someone naturally aristocratic was melodramatic. Now, watching him move, she realized that description fell short. Even masked in a simple shirtand slacks, is every gesture proclaimed him exceptional

Though luxury showrooms lined the boulevard, with salespeople eagerly anticipating this distinguished gentleman’s entrance, Ellison strode purposefully toward the economy section at the far end.

Octavia, lounging in a BMW, spotted her stepsister with astonishment. Her surprise turned to sneering amusement at their destination.

‘She found some impressive man who can only afford a cheap car. Octavia thought mockingly. Only fear of embarrassing her wealthy boyfriend kept her from openly taunting Joycelyn.

“Hi, can I see the compact model?” Joycelyn asked.

The eager saleswoman glanced hopefully at Ellison before answering. Just the compact model?” Disappointment colored.

her tone.

“Yeah, what’s available now?” Joycelyn rushed, mortified at making him waste time in this modest showroom.

Ellison scanned around the place and clearly wasn’t impressed. He strolled over to Joycelyn, who was listening to the sales pitch.

ou like this one!” His bemused tone spoke volumes.

“You

“Perfect for city commuting.” Joycelyn assured him. “It’s all–electric, really practical.

‘Fine. Inspection time,” he said,

brightened. “Our financing

His tone brooked no

intimidating aura and quickly assisted the couple selecting

fifteen minutes Just a little bit

total.

the money, I’ll rep-” His sharp glance cut her off mid–word, transforming her intended “repay you” into: “Tll find

leaned

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before she

tucked the contract into his Rolls–Royce

you!” Her

His dry tone

no, she murmured.

cost a few tens of thousands, there

think I’ll fit?” he

you want to walk back to the

expression needed no translation.

have a try? It’s small, but you might just fit,

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was, suggesting he walk back to his own car. Still, the -ht of someone of his

into

Joycelyn emerging from the dealership. She couldn’t

The contrast was stark–his sales tax alone could buy several

signaling her

credited her New Driver’s sticker, she missed how other drivers maintained nervous distance from the imposing Rolls–Royce trailing her

following behind. She remained oblivious to the worried glances from drivers wondering why this novice dared precede such

ever, Ellison treated his Rolls–Royce like a common car, watching her cautious progress while enjoying his music,

reserved spot, he searched for her, finally spotting a beige compact car repeatedly

frustration. Despite the small size, she couldn’t manage to fit between two SUVs.

tap on her window interrupted her

growing even more pronounced in exasperation.

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