In the car opposite the main road, the driver noticed the sudden change in atmosphere. His palms started sweating as the air surrounding them seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.
It was after a long time that Lucian stopped looking at the entrance to the hotel. “Let's go back,” he ordered in a cold voice.
The driver acknowledged his instructions and started the engine, driving toward the hotel that Lucian was staying at.
Roxanne had no idea that Lucian had seen her. She opened the door to the passenger seat and got into Larry's car.
The moment she entered the car, she politely took off Larry's coat and placed it in the backseat.
After getting the address to her hotel, Larry revved up the engine.
Both of them remained silent for the entire journey. Roxanne looked out the window to stare at the scenery outside and soon fell into deep thought.
She couldn't understand Lucian's attitude earlier at all.
“You just left like that. What about Mr. Farwell?” Larry suddenly asked.
Roxanne only returned to her senses after a long while. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What does it have to do with him?”
Larry looked at her through the rearview mirror. “Mr. Farwell brought you to the banquet, right?”
Although Roxanne had said that she met Lucian in the lobby, Larry managed to figure out the truth when he realized that Roxanne did not drive.
Roxanne was stunned. She turned around and met Larry's eyes.
Roxanne pressed her lips into a smile and replied, “You're right, but we only met by chance at the boutique. It's not what you think it is.”
That man left even before I did. How would he know when I left?
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