Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

found herself walking toward

look rather goofy against

ice cream, which landed smack on

woman screamed

frantically wiping the woman’s face. “I’m

the midst of Thalassa’s frantic wiping, the woman’s

beautiful woman shrieked and pushed Thalassa away,

started crying,

fell off, mascara smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes,

clasped together, endlessly

country bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off

Was the woman referring to her as a country

the woman’s face, exposing her ruined

smirk tugged at the Corner

to the perfect, well–mannered ladies of high society,

of the car, walked over to Thalassa,

was slightly rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand, she felt a rush of warmth spreading

surprise, causing her

Lysander held on tighter,

not the point, though. How on earth would

saw those four rugrats in her house,

from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr.

Lysander had already opened the car door

and left

the car door, got back behind the wheel,

notice that at that moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl and the receptionist were stepping out of the office, catching the whole

at the receptionist’s sleeve, looking at the departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you

the license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s

“Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car

on Daryl’s first day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was

of Thalassa, who was standing right next

could it be that Mr. Sinclair

but

about Mr. Sinclair and Thalassa were not

Lysander drove while

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