Chapter 892

Today, Wendy was wearing an irregular high–waist A–line skirt with ruffled edges, a thin sweater, and draped over her was a luxurious white mink coat. Her long hair was meticulously groomed, and her makeup was flawless.

She exuded an aristocratic elegance.

Right now, her gaze was involuntarily fixed on Damon, her eyes sparkling with hidden infatuation.

His tall stature can pull off any style, but he had a preference for black. The high–end suit he was wearing showcased his broad shoulders and straight posture. The suit was finely crafted with elegant lines, revealing his noble témperament and dominance.

She’d met many outstanding men, but none compared to him. This man, so exceptional that it hurt her heart. She wanted to stand by his side, so much that it was painful.

But now… standing next to him was another woman.

When she greeted him, Damon didn’t respond at all. He just glanced at his watch and said casually, “Time to go.”

“Ah…” Nathan let out a long yawn and stood up from the sofa.

The two of them turned and left. Nate’s car just happened to pull up. Damon, with his arm around Chloe’s waist, let her get into the car first, and then unbuttoned his suit jacket and got in.

“Damon…”

Wendy followed, wanting to ride in the same car as Damon, but before she could finish her sentence, Damon had already closed the car door.

He made no concessions.

Wendy bit her lip tightly, her designer handbag almost deformed from the grip.

Nathan, who had had a drink last night and was yawning constantly with a lackluster spirit, opened the back door and climbed in.

glanced at Wendy and lazily said, “Are you

point, the driver reminded from the front, “The traffic isn’t great at this

a slight smile, “Thank you for

open the back

a bit on the

window, then sprawled out on the seat. Wendy’s smile froze for a moment, but she gritted her teeth, opened

layout of the city. But when the car

going to the airport?”

“Yes, we

and looked out the window.

then explained, “Miss Chloe, we’re going to the Harper family’s private airport. The public

anything, silently accepting the explanation. This is

solemn–faced staff members

“Good day…”

no emotion, taking Chloe’s hand and

airport and found it to be almost indistinguishable from a public airport, even with four standard airliners

This huge place is just for private planes?”

buy it, I would certainly sell

slightly, looking around.

would

looked at Chloe’s nonplussed expression, her face flashing with a touch of scorn

but did they have the

“Here it is.”

a low voice.

the plane landed, taxied a bit, and

several stern–faced bodyguards in black walked out. Next, a figure slowly emerged

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