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.

head vigorously, trying to shake those memories off. Her cheeks flushing and her ears turning pink,

now? It seems like you've been

than you and outperform you in

momentarily. He seized Bettie's arm and pinned her against the wall, leaning close to whisper in a hushed tone, "You haven't known how I perform now. I've changed and

breath was warm against Bettie's ear. His words held a more

How do you manage to learn a lot? By pleasuring

"No," Lance replied.

Bettie raised her eyebrows.

myself

kill you!" Bettie's face flushed with anger. She pushed him away and landed two punches

dashed off, with Bettie chasing after

seemed like playful flirting

breath and embraced Bettie, who was still trying to hit him. "Okay, okay, to make it fair, you can

"Enough!"

don't have any of my photos, III take some for you when I get

Shut up!" Bettie

one after the other and headed down to the underground parking lot. Around the corner, the woman in a mask had witnessed their interaction. She

Sabrina been there, she would have recognized the masked woman

had come looking for Lance, following him to Centenia two

gotten Lance's address from his secretary and passed

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

time on his hands. He took the opportunity to inquire about the best local restaurants, food stalls, and

wasn't interested in Sabrina, but in Sabrina's friend, Bettie. Lance had traveled to Centenia not for work, but for Bettie. The reason he had looked up Centenia's dining

a

and composed. No matter the situation, he remained unflappable, giving off the impression

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

quirky, tender, and playful. He could laugh freely,

wasn't truly himself. It was only with

disheartened. It seemed her chances of winning his

why got the idea of me getting cuckolded? Who led you to get the wrong idea?" On their stroll to the food stalls, Lance threw out this