When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 233 You Big Bully

Whitney propped her hands behind her, leaning back with her head slightly raised. Her beautiful eyes which were reflecting the light–looked hory

Suddenly, she smiled at him. “You’re a big bully! she emphasized.

Noel stood with his back to the light, and his already grim face darkened even more. He took a deep breath, suppressing the dangerous tone in his voice, “Why

Whitney propped her head to the side and chuckled. “Because you’re mean to me,

anto

even recognize the man in front of her.

Standing not far away, Daniel prayed for her in his heart. Her alcohol tolerance must be terribly low if she couldn’t ev

duly she would dare to call the highly respected Noel a bull.

Noel narrowed his eyes slightly and straightened up “Dariel”

Daniel quickly stepped forward.

“Call Anthony and have him take Lilian back to the Reid residence,” Noel ordered.

Earlier, he had escorted Lilian to the car and instructed the driver, Anthony Brown, to take her to her house.

Lilian was surprised. But he made an excuse, claiming he had left midway through an engagement, so he needed to return.

house. She said her father disliked her drinking and would scold her if he

to Coaska Heights, but Lilian could go there if she wanted to.

received Daniel’s call, the latter’s voice from the receiver reached Lilian’s ears, causing her

already messaged someone to deliver the sexy

Noel made an excuse not to take her home, she knew what he was planning. She was fine with it, thinking she could just wait at his

earlier, but she didn’t expect him to go back on his

already given you a chance. You’re overestimating yourself by daring to compete with me

herself against the car door

she looked

to pull her closer. However, as soon as he touched her am, she

She pulled her arm back

doing this on purpose,” Noel said angrily.

was clearly drunk and uncomfortable, yet she still had the

didn’t respond as she shaunkcloser to

he

blueprints on his laptop. Yet, after several minutes, the screen still remained on the same small section

uncomfortable,”

speaking, Noel set the laptop aside and leaned over to

he instructed

25 miles per hour. If we go any slower, we’ll have to stop. Dariel replied, only to be met with Noel’s frosty

shut Dariel up. Slowing down? Not a problem. It needed, he’d even get out and push

in Noel’s

face, noticing her brows furrowing even deeper than before.

you can’t even hold liquor. You brought this upon yourself,” he uttered, placing

to hear him as she pouted