"I knew it," Tessa grumbled as she walked toward her white McLaren P1.

A pleased smile appeared on Stephen's lips when he saw the vehicle.

This was the car he had gotten for Tessa last year.

He had said a great deal of hurtful things when he broke up with Tessa. So, he knew that Tessa would never accept the car if he gave it to her himself. Thus, he had no choice but to ask Quentin for a favor.

Tessa still had no idea that he had bought it for her to this very day.

Ever since Wynn entered Tessa's life, Tessa had been taking the bodyguard everywhere with her.

As a result, she was not only Tessa's personal bodyguard but also her designated driver.

Stephen only saw Wynn sitting in the driver's seat when they got closer to the car. The smile on his lips immediately vanished.

The McLaren was a two-seater. Where was he supposed to sit if Wynn was the driver and Tessa was in the passenger seat?

Tessa glanced at Stephen and smiled. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Jacobson. There's no room left for you in the car. I'll be heading out first."

as she was about to get in, Stephen placed an unrelenting hand on the door, saying, "I'll drive. I'll be your bodyguard and

so? How much will you

single penny," he

and retorted, "They say that the most precious

possibly

leaned into her personal bubble, closing in on her until their

their gazes met, she saw the unmistakable affection in his eyes. He murmured lowly,

felt as though she was on cloud nine as she joked, "How does

"Deal," he drawled.

the car and tossed the keys

look at Tessa, waiting

the car

wasted no time sitting in the driver's seat, asking, "What would you like

buckled herself in, replying, "I'm fine with

white McLaren pulled to a stop before

inside, they were greeted by

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