Facade of Love

Chapter 44 I owe her my life.

Ignoring my protests, Idris strode out of the conference room. I had too much on my plate to chase after him. After delegating some tasks to Uncle Marcus, I gathered my things to head to the old mansion

Outside the company, true to his word, Idris was waiting. Dressed in black, he stood next to his McLaren of the same hue. His handsome, aristocratic demeanor was impossible to ignore, drawing the eyes of passersby,

Everyone appreciated beauty, and a good–looking person inevitably attracted extra glances from passers–by, regardless of gender.

Not wanting to be the center of attention, I shot him a glance and headed towards my car.

Beep beep… Idris honked his hom, drawing even more attention. Then he called out, “Yvette, let me drive you.”

His voice was not loud, but the employees of Scott Corporation and the passers–by could hear him. After all, he had honked his horn, making it hard for people not to notice.

I looked at him, l*ps pursed. How had I never noticed before just how shameless this man could be?

If I were to strut out of here right now, it would take less than two hours for the gossip about Ms. Scott of Scott Corporation and the Young heir having a spat to spread like wildfire throughout the company.

did not want her personal business to be the talk

car. The McLaren that was worth a fortune roared. to life with a powerful purr that was

which I

in surprise.

together, not in the mood to

red light, his strong fingers tapped rhythmically on the

to say, Mr. Young. What, are you afraid I’ll take out my anger on Moore

woman. If you hurt her, it

My heart felt numb. “Idris, what makes you so

he slammed on the brakes. He turned to me, his face showing a rare moment of panic. “What

reaction caught me off guard. I had not expected such a strong response. “What do you think I’m going to do?” I asked, ” You’re hardly short of children, Mr. Young. And if this child in my belly were to be

tightened on my

you need to vent, take it out on me. The child is

of many, but did you ever consider how I felt? You hurt me, and that was bad enough, but you also hurt my father. Idris, do you really think I’m emotionless, that I can’t

me. “I owe her my life,” he said in