What Separates Me and You

Chapter 100 There’s Someone in His Car

Whatever strength Josephine had diminished. Her hands slumped as she leaned against the car window, staring, dully at the hotel’s garden. She mused, “What a joke. Lewis brought me along to his and Sierra’s date. Does he take me for some guard dog who can watch over his car? Is that why he locked me in here? Then again, I do resemble a guard dog in this situation.”

The corners of Josephine’s lips twitched before pulling toward the sides of her face. She couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. After all, she had spent more than twenty years chasing after Lewis’ love, yet he viewed her as nothing more than a dog. “How ridiculous and pathetic

of me.”

Sierra linked arms with Lewis, conveniently shoving her hands into his pockets for warmth. God, it’s cold out here. Why did it take you so long to get here?”

“Why didn’t you wear more layers?” Lewis eyed her sleeveless dinner gown, thinking it was an impractical outfit choice in the cold weather.

“It’s necessary for this occasion. Anyway, I brought a coat, but it doesn’t match my outfit or suit the event.”

Right after Sierra spoke, Lewis took off his coat and handed it to her. “Put it on.”

Sierra beamed upon seeing the coat in his outstretched hand. Soon enough, she accepted it, placing it over her shoulders like a shawl. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

She was about to kiss his cheek when he abruptly turned away. He coldly said, “Let’s get inside.

Sierra pouted in disappointment but still linked arms with him and entered the hotel. Her social event was merely a dinner for directors and investors to mingle. Some celebrities could attend such events, but the requirements for an invite were usually impossible to achieve. Few made the cut, especially new figures in the entertainment industries like Sierra.

Many people knew someone had financially backed her entrance into the industry. However, her backer’s identity was unknown, so they didn’t view Sierra as a qualified star. That was also why she had gotten invited to tonight’s event. Everyone wanted to know who her backer was; in other words, tonight’s social event determined how others would treat her in the industry. Having the renowned Lewis Alvarez as her backer would guarantee her a lifetime of jobs. No one would care if she were excellent or poor at acting.

Once Sierra entered the event hall with Lewis, she instantly became the focus of everyone’s attention.

It was challenging to meet with a prestigious business investor like Lewis. Thus, many attendees tonight looked forward to seeing Lewis in person. They were in utter awe when they

elegant, handsome, and intimidating he was, compared to on the television.

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man approached. He smiled and extended his hand, saying, “I’m the organizer of this social event. My name’s

accepting the former’s handshake. “Hello, Mr. Fowler. Sierra tells

Damian’s chest as he humbly brushed that comment off. “You flatter me, but no, Miss Woods is exaggerating. I’m only

two had never worked together on a business project, so it was natural that they seldom. communicated. While they

I’ll introduce you to others who

followed Damian onto the

supply any oxygen to her, so she felt miserable. On top of that, her temples pounded with a roaring headache. Ironically, the gap also let in cold air,

to her chest, coiling into a ball on

knock on the window for their attention,

and she slammed her fist hard against the car window. The longest while passed without the man. noticing, but when Josephine was about

merely bent toward the tinted car window to smooth out his

was when she saw Lewis’ lighter near the dashboard. She

little, the smoke seeped out of the gap, flowing toward

wrong. Finally, he turned to notice the smoke coming from inside the car. Furrowing his brows, he circled the car once and murmured, “Is someone smoking

amiss. He touched the cold hood of the car, realizing that its engine wasn’t running. The man rushed back to the front passenger

quick to knock

time, the man heard it. “Is someone

could do was knock harder on

listened carefully before determining there was indeed a person inside. Yet, he dared. not mess with the car after looking at its prestigious logo. Instead, he yelled, “Hang in there. I’ll ask whose car this is!”

to the hotel lobby, where he cried out, “There’s a Maybach outside with

him once they heard

out, asking, “Whose car is

Maybach, but I don’t have such a fancy car