Chapter 278 Egg on the Face
“It’s okay” Cherise glanced at her watch and said, “The person picking me up should be arriving
soon
“Ha! Who’s going to pick you up?”
“Mandy is kind enough to offer you a ride, so stop pretending.
“Who would come and pick you up? You won’t pretend that someone’s coming to pick you up. then quietly take the bus after all of us have left, will you?”
Cherise’s cla*smates burst into laughter. “That’s very possible!”
“She came from a village where there aren’t even buses. Who knows, she might be happy taking
the bus
“Cherise!” Lucy gritted her teeth angrily. “How can you swallow this insult?!”
Cherise rechecked the time. “By right, he should be here by now.”
Why would Damien be late!
“Are you running out of excuses, so you’re going to say your ride is late?”
Jessie grabbed the chance and continued mocking Cherise. “Mark my words. If someone does. come to pick you up. I’ll…”
Before she could finish her sentence, a gust of wind whooshed by. Following that, a gray-silver limited-edition Maybach stopped before Cherise and Lucy.
Jessie was utterly dumbfounded. This car seems twice as expensive as the car used to pick Mandy up.
hose car is this?
Mandy narrowed her eyes when she saw the limited-edition Maybach, while Jessie was engulfed by jealousy.
Whose car could be more expensive than Damien’s? Is it Lennon’s?
Just then, the car door opened. A pair of handcrafted leather shoes stepped onto the ground.
Everyone’s attention was gathered on the man.
Damien had just finished a business meeting and wore a formal, dark blue suit. His long legs accentuated his tall figure, and he emanated an aura of arrogance and elegance. His chiseled face was so handsome that one could not take their eyes off him.
The man’s deep-set eyes were locked onto Cherise’s small face. “Sorry for being late.”
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He closed the car door and smiled affectionately at Cherise, extending his arms.
“Not at all. You’re right on time.” Cherise habitually ran up to him and hugged his sturdy waist.
She lifted her black, clear eyes and gazed at Damien. “But you’re seldom late. Is it because you’re too busy? You don’t have to come and pick me up if you are. I can take the public bus.”
Damien smiled when he heard the girl’s peasant voice. He rubbed her cheeks and said, “It was hard to get rid of Mr. Kolson, so I could be your driver. How could I easily give it up?”
He lowered his head and gently k*ssed her cheek. “I’m sorry, Honey. I won’t be late in the future.”
A pin-drop silence filled the air. Only Damien and Cherise’s voices could be vaguely heard as the atmosphere grew awkward.
Lucy could imagine how embarra*sed Jessie was. She smugly turned to look at the ashen-faced Jessic.
Who said that Cherise didn’t have a ride? Who said that Cherise and Damien have parted ways? Who said Damien lent his car to Mandy because he liked her? It turns out that he lent the car to Mandy, so he has a chance to give his wife a ride with a better car!
The scene left Jessie with an egg on her face. On the other hand, Mandy, too, felt defeated.
“Just now…” Before Jessie could slip away, Lucy crossed her arms and glanced at her disdainfully. “Ms. Reese, you were so confident that no one would pick Cherise up.”
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