The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 89 Who Would Not Like It?

In the elevator, Marion glanced at Lucas, only to find him looking down at her. Her ears burned, and she instinctively tightened her grip on the paper bag in her arms. The bag was fragile, and as she grasped it tightly, a crisp sound rang out.

There were only Marion and Lucas in the elevator. Listening to that sound, Marion felt not only her ears but also her face heating up.

“What did you receive?”

“Huh?”

Upon hearing Lucas’s voice, she instinctively looked up and gazed into those black eyes. “Let me see.”

Marion tore open the sealing tape and unfolded the paper bag. There was a box inside.

She took out the box and discovered a gold necklace inside. The design was simple, with a pendant shaped like a mother–of–pearl cat’s paw. It was quite cute.

She picked up the necklace and showed it to Lucas. “It’s a necklace, Mr. Craig.”

Lucas lowered his head slightly, as he paused to look at the necklace in Marion’s slender fingers. Then he shifted his focus to her round eyes. He smiled.

He lightly tapped the wheelchair’s handle with his index finger. “Do you like it that much?”

hundred, what was

gain, so I’m

not cost her a dime, who would not

the

his gaze and pushed her

he looked like a model walking on a runway. With a wheelchair in tow, their exit from the elevator attracted quite

felt uncomfortable under the scrutiny. She almost wanted to get up from the wheelchair and walk away on her own. Fortunately, the distance

the car. Even before they approached, he had already opened the rear

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up from the wheelchair. “Thank you,

With a paper bag in one hand and her purse in the other,

bag, his dark eyes shifting slightly. He then bent

but Marion’s face felt hotter with each passing moment. She looked outside the car window at the colorful lights, and the

surreal.

outside the car window went from one to two and felt

word. The atmosphere inside

looked at Marion beside him. She seemed to be doing something. Her left