Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1574

Chapter 1574: Leave it to me

"You're hungry?"

Seeing Hugo pause, then nod, made Kiara's face twitch slightly.

Was she a vending machine to him now?

Kiara frowned, her heart sinking as she started to see Hugo as a younger version of Stephen. But unlike Stephen, who wouldn't stop talking, this one seemed like he wanted to play a guessing game with her.

She sighed in defeat. "I still have some snacks in the office. I'll probably make something from there."

"Tch." Hugo clicked his tongue and pulled up his visor, looking at her with a deadpan expression. "I am hungry, yes, but I'm not asking you to feed me. Though that's nice of you, and I don't mind if you do."

"Oh."

"Hop in," he said, reaching for his visor again. "Grace called and told me to take you to her office. She's taking the case, but she also needs..."

Hugo trailed off, looking back slowly as Kiara somehow magically appeared in his backseat.

"That was... quick."

"Let's go," she urged, tugging the hem of his jacket. "I'll do whatever she needs. Anything."

"Hah." He let out a short, shallow laugh before sliding off the extra helmet hooked on his arm, then passed it to her. "I know you would. Here."

Surprised, she gazed down at the smaller helmet he handed to her. A small smile crept onto her face before she took it and put it on. The pleasant scent of the helmet — a mix of floral shampoo and faint feminine cologne - quickly filled her senses.

Is this someone else's helmet?

Her thoughts were cut off when Hugo spoke.

"You ready?"

"Uh, yes."

the helmet on, his voice sounded muffled. Kiara barely had time to brace herself as

used to her scooter, so riding a bigger bike wasn't a huge problem. But still,

her scooter

used to riding a two-wheeled vehicle

was.

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and Hugo reached the law firm in the heart of the city, her legs wobbled as she almost crawled

to get here from the warehouse." Her face paled as she

ride at a normal speed had turned into fifteen minutes. And it

grinned, pulling up his visor slightly just to say, "I had an

II

tried to hand the helmet back to him, Hugo lightly

said. "I'll

quickly left without further explanation — his "emergency" seemingly involving

kind of emergency

calling, but that's just rude," she murmured, hugging the helmet to her chest as she shook her head. Slowly,

from the bottom

She had heard of this law firm before - or at least, its previous name, before the firm had

well-known lawyer and a respectable judge. She was well aware of her parents'

a thin line,

not about me," she whispered. "Hugo trusts her, so I'm sure she can help. At

hesitating any longer, she walked into the building to look

was a corporate lawyer; this type of case wasn't typically within her expertise. Even so, she was the

only hope they could negotiate a

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to know who she was, and Grace had already informed the

assistant said with a kind smile.

and

"You're welcome."

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