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.

stepped out of the car

the

few minutes later, Alana was seen limping out of the house. The driver followed behind her. He

window, Emmeline could tell there

really convincing though. With such talent, she should’ve been an

Abel leaning against the car, a smile

is too enchanting! Under the sunlight, he

so envious when they see him standing next to me at the

for all I care. All

Ryker.” Alana lifted her gown and curtsied

opened the side passenger

seat with him? Why

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

Mr. Ryker’s car?” Alana blurted

Emmeline replied with a smile. “Mr. Ryker was supposed to only pick me

“But Grandfather…”

you can call him

Alana was about to

Oscar even know who I am? If I called him,

think I can’t get Oscar on my

to make do for

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