The pathetic look on Aubree's face faded the moment she came out of the Farwell residence. Her expression was bitter and spiteful as she got into the car.
Noticing her change in expression, Charles chose his words wisely. “Where to, Ms. Pearson?”
Aubree glanced at him coldly from the rearview mirror. “The office.”
Just as Charles was about to pull off, Aubree grunted in annoyance. “You know what? Just go home!”
She was not in the mood to deal with the bunch of irritating people at the company.
Aubree had come to Sonya hoping Sonya would talk to Lucian immediately just as she always did whenever Aubree shed a few tears. Yet Aubree's trip proved to be fruitless when Sonya simply said she would discuss the matter with Lucian only when he had blown off some steam.
What she had promised to do was just not enough because, by the time Lucian cooled down, the news about him calling off the engagement would be made public.
That can never happen!
Resentment burned in Aubree's heart.
Roxanne Jarvis! It's all your fault! Ever since you came back, all Lucian and Essie can think about is you! I don't care if Essie wants to stay with you, but you can't have Lucian too! I will not let him take your side!
Her current predicament reminded her of how things were six years ago. Back then, Lucian would give Roxanne the cold shoulder because of her, but things had taken a one-hundred-and-eighty degree change after Roxanne returned. It was as if they had switched positions.
D*mn it! Something must have happened over the past six years.
Just as Aubree was caught in a bout of anger, Gina called, and Aubree picked up with a straight face.
True. Aubree gritted her teeth.
There's nothing I can do if he's hellbent on marrying her. Pearson Group is nothing compared to Farwell Group. We're nothing but a small grasshopper compared to them. I don't have what it takes to change his mind.
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