Angeline was dumbfounded.
Cole laughed sheepishly. "You should know that I'm a perfectionist. I'm worried that I'll be unable to kiss you if I know that you have any ugly scars on your body."
Angeline's face grew red as she shifted aside. A warning expression on her face, she said, "You and I are impossible."
Cole sighed as he looked at the distance between them. "It has been hard for me, Cole Yorks, to find a woman I'm serious about. And yet, you dislike me."
The chauffeur’s face paled instantly as he began sweating profusely.
Once in a while, he looked at Angeline through the back view mirror, in fear for her life.
All women who rejected the young master did not have good things happen to them.
Angeline did not realize that she had offended anyone and continued embarrassing Cole. "You can drop me off when we arrive at Imperial Capital. I'm familiar with the place and won't get lost."
Cole stared at her speechlessly. "Are you that eager to get rid of me?"
Angeline looked at his aggrieved expression which was identical to one of an abandoned wife. Her
conscience reminded her that she was being ungrateful by acting this way.
"Don't you have affairs to tend to at Imperial Capital? How about I accompany you to wherever you're going before I leave?" She compromised.
Cole grabbed her hand by force and held it in his palm. His tone of voice, although gentle, revealed his uncompromising, domineering personality. "Don't think of escaping me. That's a foolish way of thinking."
Angeline drew her hand back and imitated his tone of voice as she said gently but firmly, "Don't think of controlling me, because you can't do it."
Cole's smile grew wider. This woman was adorable. H e was growing to like her even more.
Cole was very gentlemanly. "I'll bring you home."
Angeline was put in a difficult position. Her parents both knew that she was not an easy girl.
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