His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 218

Tessa lowered her gaze, her eyes lingering on the key for a moment before shifting to the white McLaren parked in the distance.

Her tone was calm and measured. "Quentin, if I remember correctly, the starting price for a McLaren P1 is over 12 million, right? You really didn't have to spend this much just to apologize for what happened on New Year's Eve."

Unfazed, Quentin pressed on with his lie, "Of course I do. I upset you that night, and Naomi hasn't stopped nagging me about it. 12 million is nothing. I know you don't need it, but please accept this small gesture. Otherwise, Naomi will keep on at me. Just do this for me, okay?"

Her expression remained composed, her clear, bright eyes meeting Quentin's.

"Quentin, tell me the truth. Did Stephen buy this car? Go back and tell him I don't want it. We've broken up, and that's the end of it-I don't want any ties left between us."

He felt a wave of unease wash over him, realizing that lawyers weren't so easily fooled.

Fortunately, he had already spoken to Naomi beforehand.

Naomi had been endlessly complaining about Stephen lately, so when Stephen asked Quentin to deliver the car, Quentin didn't hesitate to fill Naomi in.

He explained that Stephen was feeling guilty and had bought the car as a form of compensation for the breakup.

Naomi rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. "A car? That's it? Stephen's such a cheapskate."

"Well, it's not just the car," Quentin added. "There are also a few limited-edition Hermès bags in it. Stephen said that you and Sienna each get one, and the remaining one is for Tessa.

"But you'll need to help us out-tell Tessa that you and Sienna bought the bags to comfort her, and don't mention Stephen."

Hermès bags, her eyes lit up. "Bags? Where

and her excitement was almost palpable. "Oh my gosh,

What great taste! Sienna and Tessa are going to love these. Now we

pulled out an exclusive credit card and handed it to her. "Here, take this. Tessa's law firm will be on break for the holidays soon. Take

But don't think I'm on his side just because I'm

let out a sigh, rubbing his forehead in frustration. "Yeah, whatever you

tell Naomi the truth behind Stephen and

the heat, then so be it. It was his mess to

insults wouldn't ruin

...

suddenly sneezed in his office. He frowned, quickly grabbing a tissue to wipe his nose

was strange-he wasn't sick. Why had he

you. Just take it-what's a few million bucks, right? If

but she trusted Naomi,

big of a deal, really. But please, stop making it harder for Quentin. He's just a little out of touch and didn't think it through. I

mix of guilt

little lie, and I hope you won't be too upset when you find out the truth

ended, Tessa handed Quentin his phone.

of relief and

keys and walked over to the car. As she opened the door and saw the backseat piled high with Hermès bags, she paused for a moment.

bought for you.