His Unveiled Passion

Tessa lowered her gaze, and her eyes fell on the keys before lifting them to glance at the white McLaren parked nearby.

Her voice was calm and measured as she said, "Quentin, the McLaren P1 is priced at over two million dollars, if I'm not mistaken. It's not worth spending that kind of money just to apologize for what happened on New Year's Eve, don't you think?"

Without missing a beat, Quentin kept up the lie. "Why not? I made you mad that night, and Naomi's been nagging me about it ever since. Two million isn't a big deal.

"I know you're not short on money, but it's just a token of apology. Just take it, alright? Otherwise, Naomi will keep harping about it to me. Consider it doing me a favor, yeah?"

Tessa's expression remained composed, her clear, bright eyes reflecting a faint light as she looked at Quentin. "Tell me the truth. Did Stephen buy this car?

"Tell him that I don't need it. There's no need to get entangled anymore since we've broken up."

Quentin's scalp tingled as dread crept over him. Man, lawyers were impossible to fool.

Good thing he'd given Naomi a heads-up in advance.

These past few days, Naomi hadn't stopped griping about Stephen, so when Stephen asked him to deliver the car, Quentin had gone home and told her right away, saying Stephen was feeling guilty and bought the car as a breakup compensation.

She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Just a lousy car? Seriously? Stephen is way too stingy."

"There's more," Quentin replied. "There are several limited-edition Hermès bags in the car too. Stephen said you and Sienna each get one, and the rest are for Tessa. But he needs you two to help him out.

bought those bags to cheer her up. Don't mention

limited-edition Hermès bags, Naomi's eyes

so thrilled she practically started drooling

Being the Jacobson family's golden boy sure has its perks. He scored

for

pulled out a black credit card. "Take this, too. The law firm's going on winter break soon. Take Tessa on a trip somewhere nice. All expenses are

from his hand with her index and middle fingers before letting out a cold snort. "Now that's more like it. But don't think this means I'm

temples. "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. Just do me a

couldn't tell Naomi the real reason behind Stephen and

You brought this on yourself. A little name-calling won't kill you,"

Stephen's office, the man had a

tightened into

to apologize to you. Just take it-it's

Quentin, but she

of a deal anyway. Just don't be too hard on Quentin. He's just a bit thoughtless sometimes. I know he didn't mean any harm." Hearing that, Quentin, standing nearby, felt a surge of both gratitude and guilt. "Sorry, Tessa. I didn't

Quentin's phone back to him. "Alright,

sigh of

car door-only to see the passenger seat piled high with Hermès shopping bags. She paused, then turned to Quentin. "What's

missing a beat, Quentin lied through his teeth. "Oh, those? Naomi and Sienna

already coordinated their story, so their replies matched Quentin's. explanation word for word. Warmth welled up in Tessa's