Chapter 892

Today, Wendy was wearing an irregular high–waist A–line skirt with ruffled edges, a thin sweater, and draped over her was a luxurious white mink coat. Her long hair was meticulously groomed, and her makeup was flawless.

She exuded an aristocratic elegance.

Right now, her gaze was involuntarily fixed on Damon, her eyes sparkling with hidden infatuation.

His tall stature can pull off any style, but he had a preference for black. The high–end suit he was wearing showcased his broad shoulders and straight posture. The suit was finely crafted with elegant lines, revealing his noble témperament and dominance.

She’d met many outstanding men, but none compared to him. This man, so exceptional that it hurt her heart. She wanted to stand by his side, so much that it was painful.

But now… standing next to him was another woman.

When she greeted him, Damon didn’t respond at all. He just glanced at his watch and said casually, “Time to go.”

“Ah…” Nathan let out a long yawn and stood up from the sofa.

The two of them turned and left. Nate’s car just happened to pull up. Damon, with his arm around Chloe’s waist, let her get into the car first, and then unbuttoned his suit jacket and got in.

“Damon…”

Wendy followed, wanting to ride in the same car as Damon, but before she could finish her sentence, Damon had already closed the car door.

He made no concessions.

Wendy bit her lip tightly, her designer handbag almost deformed from the grip.

Nathan, who had had a drink last night and was yawning constantly with a lackluster spirit, opened the back door and climbed in.

at Wendy and lazily said, “Are you planning to

front, “The traffic isn’t great

gave a slight smile, “Thank you

open the back door to

to sleep a bit on the ride.

sprawled out on the seat. Wendy’s smile froze for a moment, but

the car drove into a remote area, she

to the

smiled, “Yes, we

frowned and looked

the Harper family’s private airport. The public airport is too crowded and

the explanation. This is the Harper family. Nothing is

at the private airport, a few solemn–faced staff

“Good day…”

Chloe’s hand and heading

the private airport and found it to be almost

huge place is just

government is willing to buy it, I

slightly, looking around.

would that cost?

expression, her face flashing with a touch of scorn and

might want to buy, but did they have

“Here it is.”

a

a bit,

opened, the stairs automatically extended, and then, several stern–faced bodyguards in black walked out. Next,

black thread embroidered phoenix pattern on it. Her hair was neatly done up, and she was wearing a fringed

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