Sebastian stroked the coins in his hand. He remembered seeing Natalie quarrel with her parents when he went to the Quinn family’s house.
They didn’t seem to get along with each other.
“What happened? Why are you nervous? Why do you freak out every time I mention your family?” Sebastian ruffled Natalie’s hair tenderly.
“How can I spend a woman’s money? You better use my money first.”
After a moment’s thought, Sebastian took out his wallet from his jacket pocket and placed it in Natalie’s hands.
“I’ve made some money working part-time in a shop for the past few days.”
Natalie looked at the wallet, and her bangs covered her pretty face.
Just as the two looked at each other in silence, they heard a voice dripping with sarcasm.
“It looks like you really have been living a miserable life.
You can’t even afford to take a taxi and have to take a bus home.”
Natalie turned in the direction of the voice and found a white BMW parked at the curb not far away.
Wearing cat-eye sunglasses and a_ figure-hugging strapless dress, Cassie sat in the car next to Steve.
She took off her sunglasses now, and smacked the gum she was chewing as she eyed Natalie and Sebastian.
“What, do you want a ride or something?” Cassie drawled.
“I suppose that’s fine, but make sure you wipe your shoes before you get in, or you’re going to dirty my babe’s new car.”
Natalie took out her phone and wordlessly rounded the car to take photos of its license plate.
When she straightened, she pointed at the road sign just up ahead.
“Didn’t you see that you’re not allowed to park here? If you don’t move right away, I’ll report you to the traffic enforcers.”
Steve’s ears burned with shame. He didn’t want to irritate Natalie with Cassie and had wanted to drive away immediately, but Cassie had stopped him.
Cassie crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed.
“Go ahead, then. We can pay the fine, no matter how much it is. I’m not like you, who probably can’t even afford to take a taxi. For all I know, you must be out here begging for alms, aren’t you? Like some piss-poor vagrant. Oh, wait. Now that I think about it, our dog does the same.”
Cassie’s harsh words cut deep into Natalie’s skin. She gritted her teeth and looked at her feet to keep herself from spouting bitter curses at the woman.
have crumbled in the blink of an eye. She felt as though she had regressed back
her fists so hard that her nails
was all she could do to keep her
couldn’t let anyone see
a sudden, Sebastian pulled her back
pressed against
then, a Lamborghini sped toward them, its engine
to a halt just
“Whose car is this?”
Cassie’s boyfriend exclaimed.
limited
thinking that the car was owned by some rich young master who wanted to show off his wealth as well as pick
neck and stared at the Lamborghini in a
in the
was nothing compared to
of said car, walked past
small bow and spoke in a
apologize for keeping you waiting,
her boyfriend were stunned
Lamborghini? But how was that even possible? Sebastian nodded
home,” he
front of her, her nostrils flared
man had Natalie married? Natalie had been burrowing in Sebastian’s arms
finally looked up and spotted the Lamborghini, she froze and
“Sebastian…”
never
ushered Natalie
drove off without another word to Cassie and
a glance at her and couldn’t help
he did regret losing her to his
tenderness on Steve’s face as he looked
had tried to seduce Steve in the first place was because she wanted to take
give
care
reluctant to leave
why would Cassie want to keep a man who loved someone else? It’d only
it wasn’t enough
goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family that controlled the city, such as
to marry a man richer and more
Steve in
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