Chapter 9

He looks like Don! No, it can’t be him. Don can’t ride a bike. Even if he could cycle, he would not carry Lana on the bike with him.

Wynter then replied: Congratulations, Lana.

Lana responded with a smiley face.

Charlie, on the other hand, replied to her with a thumbs-up. Lana then sent him a shy emoji.

“As expected from Lord Campbell. This is a so-called professional!” Pointing at the photo on his phone, Charles continued, “It’s just been a day, and he has already won Lana over.”

Zayne smiled but said nothing.

Suddenly, Charles asked, “Do you think that they have slept together?”

Zayne was taken aback and stuttered, “Well, I-I don’t think so… Lana might seem like a daring person, but she is actually conservative.”

Charles replied, “How can you be sure? Do you think they would let you know if they did sleep together?”

For an instant, Zayne had no idea how to answer.

An hour later, Lana heaved a sigh and softly uttered, “I’m here.”

It was a crossroads. Three cars were speeding over from a distance. A bodyguard who was in a suit and wearing an earpiece came over with a gunny sack. Nestled inside the bag was one million cash.

“Can I have your contact number?” Lana asked.

“No, that’s not necessary. We’re even now.” Donald took the cash and strapped it to the rear rack of the bike before taking off. Lana watched him leave, not feeling irritated at all.

After pondering for a moment, Donald decided to text Jennifer: Where are you? I’ll be home late tonight.

but

he tried to give her a call,

meet up with

to Pollerton Opera

start at nine o’clock,

that Wynter would come over. Those who were aware of it were merely the big shots in Pollerton. Hence, it

came on

getting out of a Rolls-Royce in the distance. She was wearing a white long dress, showing

ingratiate himself with her. Standing a few steps away, he bowed. His gesture gave

Donald’s face darkened.

ignore

also got out of

seeing all those expensive-looking cars. “Oh my! Look

also excited by the magnificent setting. Just then, she caught sight of Donald.

see Donald, who was sitting on the bike with one foot supporting himself, staring

a beat. She immediately walked

unfazed and replied indifferently, “Why do you ask? Are you unhappy that

Donald, how can you not trust

that moment, Jennifer was bitterly disappointed with

the vibrant temperament that a young man should have in Donald. Instead, all he had in his eyes

couple, shouldn’t

glare. Her eyes had already reddened. “Will you believe me if

losing patience. He continued, “Aren’t you aware of

and mocked, “Tsk! Tsk! Oh, isn’t this Mr.

shot Kevin

surely beat you up if you weren’t my

That’s Harry’s car, and this is your bike. Isn’t it obvious that you are not up to standard? If you love

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