Stanley shot him a proud glance, "Don't say I didn't warn you!"
Damon squinted his eyes, "I'm looking forward to it."
"Hmph! Chloe, let's go. Show me where you work."
"Mm."
Chloe responded and they were about to leave when Damon stepped forward and grabbed Chloe's hand. Chloe's heart clenched. She knew that Damon, who had been silent all this while, was about to settle scores.
"Cough... Stanley was the one talking just now, and I was just playing along. I have something to ask him today, you know!"
She took the initiative to explain, so as to avoid Damon's temper landing on her.
Damon looked at her with a dark expression, asking in a low voice,
"Why did you sit with him in the back?"
Chloe blinked before slowly replying, "… Is there a problem? If he sat at the back alone, he wouldn't be comfortable, right? Besides, he's a guest. It's quite rude to leave him alone at the back…"
Damon stared at her, not saying anything for a good ten seconds.
Chloe felt her scalp tingle under his gaze. "What's wrong?"
Damon suddenly laughed, was about to say something, when Stanley's angry roar came from the front. "Hey! Chloe, hurry up… Good heavens, what are you two doing?! Hey, Mr. Harper, can you stay away from Chloe? It's broad daylight. People are around…"
Damon and Chloe both laughed at his odd way of speaking.
What a goof.
Stanley was still shouting loudly. Damon, feeling helpless, pulled Chloe towards him and pinned her against the car.
"Hurry up, give me a kiss."
Chloe glanced at Stanley, who was storming over, and quickly pecked Damon on the lips.
"See you tonight."
Damon raised an eyebrow. "See you at noon."
"Huh? But I'm with Stanley at noon…"
Damon just smiled; sensing Stanley's approach, he let go of Chloe. He didn't want to waste his precious morning time on a fool.
"Hey…"
Stanley's angry voice rang out. Damon turned around and gave him a smile. "Move along, guest."
Stanley frowned.
Guest? What guest?
Damon just smiled, a smile without warmth but with a touch of complacency and sarcasm, which irked Stanley.
Chloe just laughed. ,She could only think, “Men can be so childish sometimes.”
Even the smallest things could inflate their egos.
Meanwhile, Damon was still basking in the glow of Chloe's morning kiss and the fact that Stanley was a guest, while he was a regular.
Stanley was a guest. He was a regular.
Stanley was the third wheel. ,Haha…
Ignoring Stanley, Damon opened the driver's door and got in. ,Starting up the car, the black Bentley slowly drove off.
Stanley was still confused about what Damon meant by "guest". He looked at Chloe, his expression gloomy.
"Why did he call me a guest?"
Chloe suddenly paused. "Oh... Well... He might still be mad, because he just played your driver."
Driver? Guest? Guest equals customer.
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