Chapter 238 What I Meant

Eileen’s lips curved politely, her eyes carrying a hint of aloofness. “No need for these; the elevator is already full. We can take the next one,” she said.

The rejection, witnessed by many, prompted subtle glances circulating between her and Jasper.

“I forgot to take something from the private room; I need to go back,” Eileen stated.

“I’ll wait for you,” Benjamin offered.

“Okay.”

As Eileen exited, the elevator doors gradually closed behind her. Jasper knew she was being deceptive; Eileen hadn’t left anything behind but was attempting to escape.

True enough, she remained in the private room for a few extra minutes. It was only when the waiter arrived to clear the table that she finally left.

The two descended in the elevator to the underground parking lot. Eileen settled into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and said, “All right, let’s go.”

“Wait a moment.”

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Benjamin moved closer. Eileen slightly leaned back, curious about his intentions.

The man, who didn’t seem frivolous, extended his hand, and his fingers gently lifted the hair tangled in the seatbelt. “Your hair.”

A sense of caution lessened in Eileen’s heart. “Thank you.”

Benjamin’s gaze shifted away from the car window as he pressed on the accelerator, steering from the parking lot. Not far off, a few cigarette butts lay on the ground in front of the Maybach.

away

hall-smoked cigarette from Jasper’s hand. Crossing her legs, the slit of her skirt revealing her

back now, so there’s no room for any other woman in your

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deep, emotionless voice, Jasper said,

stop joking around

turned his head and gave her a stern look. “You know what I

end this.”

his most challenging moments, helping him

his youth, Jasper was well aware of the strained relationship between his father and mother. As a result, he consistently complied, aiming to be the perfect child

he couldn’t sustain this effort, allowing that woman to take advantage

his father was never home at night, and his mother coped with

harsh words. After consuming alcohol, his mother would

her actions, holding him in her arms with deep

life, he vaguely recalled, occurred when he was

he performed or how outstanding he was, that man never took notice.

broken home defined much of

all night. In the end, he transformed into a rogue and ruffian in the eyes of everyone, a school bully whom no one on the entire

that nearly left him beaten to death on the streets, his body covered in blood and on the brink

him year after

she was

who initially suggested they start dating.

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was youthful recklessness, a moment

to like someone, believing that not wanting to

ago, he nearly risked his life to keep her,

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