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Chapter178.

“Really?”

I looked like I was about to cry or laugh “But people say that evil people live long”

Evan glanced at me.“Do you believe them, or me?”

“You.”

I had to choose him. And he did have a persuasive way of speaking.

He slowed the car, looking at me, a smile playing on his lips. His voice was soft.“That’s my girl

Those words seemed to have magical power. My chest felt warm; I felt like a devour follower. Trusting my own boss wouldn’t hurt, right?

I looked outside, realizing we were going to the company.“Um, you may drop me off on the side; I’ll walk in

“What? Are you ashamed to be seen with me?”

“It hurts, Olivia.”

“…I’m sorry. Don’t say it, please!”

I conceded defeat. The car didn’t stop by the roadside; it went straight to the company parking garage.

I kept a lookout. Besides worrying about rumors, I felt slightly guilty. Thinking no one had seen us, I confidently got out of the passenger seat. Someone got out of a car two parking spaces away. We both turned at the same time, our eyes meeting.

“Hello, Mr. Wayne.”

My smile felt strained.

Leon Wayne was about to respond when he saw someone got out of the driver’s seat; his expression became shocked. 1 saw him look at me, then Evan, with an expression of grief, as if a siren was destroying Jones Group.

Evan driving me to work, my successful seduction, and his excessive pampering

deeply. In the elevator, Mr. Wayne cheerfully asked, “Ms. Frost, you and Mr. Jones live in the same

“We live…”

finish, Evan said flatly, “Do we need

out: They

Why is Evan spreading rumors

quickly explained, “Mr. Wayne, don’t misunderstand; we live in the same neighborhood, not together.”

Wayne responded superficially, “Ah,

Even if you don’t live together, you sleep together! You

saw the name of Evan’s father. No way!! He was reporting

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called out

away his phone. Reaching his floor, he exited. I tried to follow, feeling the need to clarify this, or

me back, “Where are you going? We haven’t reached our floor yet,”

doors

texting

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ask him how he would handle it. It felt… like a trap.

office, I rubbed my temples. Since Evan’s father had already heard the rumors and

the afternoon, instead of a call from Evan’s father, I received a call from the his mother. Her voice was

Evan have any plans

schedule.“No,

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