True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 181

As Hobson felt the cold dismissal in her voice, his scalp tensed with a foreboding chill.

It was a clear, blinding warning to shut up!

While he was still frozen in shock, Winnie smoothly sidestepped him, yanked open the rear car door, and hopped in.

Just as she was about to close the door, Hobson’s towering frame squeezed in after her.

Forced to scoot over, Winnie shot him a look that would be more at home in a hospital’s psych ward. The driver, catching the silent tiff in the rear–view mirror, hurriedly turned to explain,

“Mr. Bryant, I drive for Mr. Patterson. He needs Ms. Bryant’s help with something, and I’m supposed to get her to him, right away.”

The mention of Mr. Patterson initially didn’t register with Hobson, but when he realized the driver was referring to Drake, his eyes bulged with surprise.

The Pattersons and Bryants had their connections, sure, and Drake and Horace were chummy, but… since when was Winnie so chummy with that devil?

Her hasty departure earlier had clearly been prompted by a message from him.

They were exchanging contact info now?!

He didn’t even have Winnie’s number!

He couldn’t even get her to share Master Winner’s contact for a custom crystal commission, and here she was, racing off at a single buzz from someone else.

Hobson felt an inexplicable pang of irritation. After all, he was Winnie’s family!

Winnie, oblivious to the whirlwind of emotions Hobson was grappling with, simply implored after the driver’s explanation, “Can you get out now, please?”

Initially, Hobson had the impulse to bolt at the knowledge that this was Drake’s vehicle. Drake was notorious for disliking others in his car. But now that Winnie seemed so keen to “shoo” him away, he was stubbornly planting his feet.

Master Winner to craft that

a response, and the driver’s pleading eyes followed suit. Mr. Patterson’s business was not to be

the driver’s gaze and then glanced at

dig in his heels as well, only

and texted her that he was tied up and couldn’t make it,

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housekeeper or Abdul for help.

into the Game car. She read the message Hobson sent and her usually graceful face twisted with displeasure for a moment before she threw

once, resulting in a loss of 1 point of affection. Please

while, and the system advised

a bitter pill for Amber to swallow. She had spent years cultivating the image everyone adored, painstakingly raising her favor bit by

any refusal of a request, no matter how trivial, would result in a default deduction of

Amber, that was incredibly unfair. Even getting

anything, partly to show she wasn’t after the

she would never dream of

her that he might end up like Springer, running after Winnie, which was why she had messaged him

her! For Winnie, no less!

what had changed. Everything had been fine before, so why were people turning on her

message had caused Amber such distress. He gazed out at

wanted to ask Winnie what Drake wanted with her out there, but when he turned to

he could just make out a slight dark circle under

She got

was as comfortable as the one at home, and having to share a room with two

but ultimately chose to keep his mouth shut.

they reached a developing area on the outskirts of the city. Hobson recalled his uncle

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