Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 1615

At Bettie's question, Lance realized Sabrina hadn't kept her word. But he was ready for this. He had someone download the surveillance footage and save it on his phone right after returning that day.

Lance promptly shared the surveillance footage with Bettie, stating, "She means nothing to me. I had turned her down." After seeing the footage, Bettie smirked and remarked, "Mr. Carter, you've got tons of pursuers overseas."

"But you're the one I'm into. Will you give me a chance?" Lance rested an arm on the back of Bettie's seat, leaning in closer to her with a subtle scent that was both bold and masculine surrounding her.

Lance adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. His expression was soft, with a slight smile and his lips slightly upturned, giving him the air of a ruffian in scholars' gowns.

Bettie was stunned, captivated by his charm.

"Miss Ramirez? Lance urged.

Lance's handsome face drew nearer, and Bettie could feel his breath. Finally, Bettie snapped out of it, leaned back, and clutched at her chest. "You gave me a fright... Alright. Let's hit those food stalls."

With that, she pushed Lance away and got up. She darted away swiftly, glancing around in a flurry as if she were fleeing from a wolf.

With a grin still playing on his lips, Lance stood up and followed Bettie closely.

At the back of the room, a woman with a mask kept her gaze fixed on the two of them. After they left, she waited quietly for about thirty seconds before standing up to follow them.

Lance quickly caught up with Bettie and mentioned, "My car is parked in the underground garage, and the elevator is that way."

He couldn't resist asking, "What made you laugh earlier?

"Well, nothing. It's a pity. I simply thought you were cuckolded," Bettie responded with a hint of amusement.

"I've never been with anyone else. If I was cuckolded, it's your doing."

Hearing Lance's lighthearted tone, Bettie kept her expression neutral. "So, you're saying you want to be cheated on? I could go to a bar and cheat on you now."

"The guys at the bar are no match for me. They're seeing too many people at once. You're the only one for me..." Suddenly, Bettie's mind drifted back to the summer after their final exams in high school. That was the first time she and Lance had been intimate. They were both so inexperienced that it took them forever to get it right, and she nearly threw him out of the bed at one point.

her head vigorously, trying to shake those memories off. Her cheeks flushing and her ears turning pink, Bettie declared, "I don't like

It seems like you've

"They're more gifted than you and outperform you in bed."This

wall, leaning close to whisper in a hushed tone, "You haven't known how I perform now. I've changed

ear. His words held a more meaningful message, making Bettie's face turned

never been with anyone else. How do you manage to learn a lot? By pleasuring

"No," Lance replied.

Bettie raised her eyebrows.

myself using

you!" Bettie's face flushed with anger. She

off, with

it seemed like

to hit him. "Okay, okay, to

"Enough!"

of my photos, III take some for you when I

up!" Bettie stomped

the corner, the woman in a mask had witnessed their interaction. She clenched her fists and

she would have recognized the masked

him

gotten Lance's address from his secretary and passed it on

believed Lance was in Centenia on business, but she soon sensed

best local restaurants, food stalls, and tourist spots in Centenia. His trip

that Alice pieced everything together. She realized Lance wasn't interested in Sabrina, but in Sabrina's friend, Bettie. Lance had traveled to Centenia not for work, but for Bettie.

felt a pang

No matter the situation, he remained unflappable, giving off the impression he

Lance wasn't naturally gentle. It was all an act for business. When he wanted to reject someone's advances, he turned

of Lance. He could be quirky, tender, and playful. He could laugh freely, be assertive, and indulge in

Philade, Lance wasn't truly himself. It was only with

felt disheartened. It seemed her chances of

getting cuckolded? Who led you to get the wrong idea?" On their stroll to