Cynthia’s P.O.V. (Continued)
Only God and I knew how patiently I walked in front of him when his eyes bored holes at the back of my skull all the time.
I didn’t know what his problem was, but Lucas Lombart’s aura screamed danger. I am intelligent enough to understand this and smart enough to stay away from him if the time and place allow me.
I had never been this impatient in my whole life. Well, not my whole life, as I didn’t have any memories of what my life was before that car accident, but in the past seven years, I could say that.
After entering the plane, one hostess guided me towards the business class. For the first time, I regretted being in that part of the plane. Of course, my trip was funded by the company and Mr. Silva approved all my expenses.
But with Lucas Lombart in a
