Evelyn felt a tightness in her chest. She clenched her palm slightly and said in a calm tone, "John is just being friendly. He's simply admiring a client, that's all."
Lucas pressed his lips together, his gaze still sharp as a blade.
Evelyn's heart pounded. After hesitating for a moment, she cautiously asked, "What about you? What's wrong?"
Lucas didn't answer. Instead, he took a long stride, pulled open the door of the Cayenne, and got inside.
His cold expression made it seem like someone owed him a fortune.
How did waiting just thirty minutes put him in such a bad mood?
Did something happen while she was gone?
Evelyn mulled over the thought. Seeing his sour mood, she decided to stay quiet and keep a low profile, obediently sitting in her seat.
But even though she was being as wel
