His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 390

Dinner was a battlefield in disguise.

Lester and Stephen exchanged subtle jabs, each refusing to back down.

Tessa pretended not to notice while Marissa did her best to ignore it as well.

After the meal, Stephen offered to drive Tessa and Seline home.

"I drove myself here," Tessa replied.

"Then let me ride with you. We're headed in the same direction anyway," Stephen said smoothly.

Tessa paused. "Aren't you taking Ms. Scott home?" she asked, glancing at Marissa.

"She drove here too," Stephen answered without even sparing Marissa a glance. His tone softened when he turned to Tessa.

She shot him an annoyed glare. "Didn't you also drive? Why do I have to take you?"

"Quentin messaged me just now. His car broke down on the road. The tow truck won't be there for another hour, and he's in a hurry to get home. I had my driver pick him up since he's nearby. I brought the driver out with me today anyway."

Lester let out a cold laugh, his tone laced with sarcasm. "What an odd coincidence."

Stephen smiled. "Isn't it?"

Tessa clearly

point, Stephen pulled out his phone and dialed

your car broke down, right? I'm having the driver come

picked up immediately and played along without missing a

you? Why are you calling again?

there. He's on his

with an arched brow, his expression seeming to say that he had not been lying. Then, he waved for the

Marissa spoke up first.

to the Yates Residence. We're neighbors, so my place

full well that he and Quentin were putting on a show. But she didn't call them out on

have to

she didn't

them alone together.

expression, she cast him a glance and

car door

his voice light and cheerful.

stepping in, he shot Lester a

sat in the

and Lester exchanged

...

the entrance of the Yates residence, the

can get out here,"