It was obvious Abel did not intend to pick her up at the door!

However, his car was already at the Lane residence, which was what Oscar wanted him to do.

Alana was furious. She was in a dilemma about whether to go downstairs by herself.

She thought for a moment before running to the stairs and pretending to land on the wrong side of her foot.

“Ouch! I sprained my ankle! It hurts!”

“Ms. Alana! What happened?” The servant came running toward her.

Alana rubbed her foot. “Go and tell Mr. Ryker that I sprained my ankle. Ask him to come and help me.”

The servant went out of the door to convey the message.

Abel frowned when he heard that. He said to the driver, “Go and carry Ms. Lane here.”

“What? Me?” The driver was shocked.

“I’m not doing it.” Abel narrowed his gaze.

of the car and

on the car

the house.

there was nothing wrong

convincing though. With such

she saw Abel leaning against the car,

Under the

when they see him standing

for all I care. All she

her gown and curtsied

and opened the

the back seat with him? Why am I seated next

her head in curiously. She saw a beautiful woman sitting in the back

Why are you in Mr. Ryker’s car?”

smile. “Mr. Ryker was supposed to

“But Grandfather…”

this arrangement, you can call

about

I am? If I called him, he’d

think I can’t get Oscar on my

to make

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