As soon as the words left Roxanne's mouth, an awkward silence befell the car.
Having realized what she had said, she instantly felt a pang of regret and lowered her gaze, not saying anything more.
Lucian stared at Roxanne's side profile, his gaze dark and indecipherable.
Does she resist me this much? Why must she always push me to Aubree?
After a while, he replied coldly, “She still has something on and doesn't have plans to leave yet.”
Roxanne gripped the steering wheel angrily.
How dare he! Aubree's too busy to give him a lift, but that doesn't mean I'm obliged to do so!
Unfortunately, with the way Lucian sat unmoving in his seat, Roxanne knew she'd never be able to chase him out of the car.
As such, she had no choice but to start the engine and drive off from the Queens' mansion.
At the same time, Aubree marched out of the mansion and immediately turned livid when she saw Lucian through the rearview mirror.
Without further ado, she hopped into her car and followed them.
Once they had gotten onto the main road, Roxanne suddenly recalled something. “Where are you going?”
Lucian had had a long day at work and still had to rush over to join Alfred for dinner. Now that he finally found a moment of peace, he could feel the waves of exhaustion washing over him.
After hearing Roxanne's question, he quickly massaged his temples to wake himself up. “To the office. I remember it's along the way for you.”
“It's already so late, though. Are you still going to work overtime?” Roxanne asked gently, her brows knitted as she glanced at him.
Lucian merely hummed his acknowledgment, too tired to say anything else.
For some reason, he always felt so relaxed when he was around Roxanne.
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