“You didn’t talk about th e pictures spreading on the internet of the two of us.” Lexie said, shattering the silence in the car. They had left the event center with Varden clamping a hand around her wrist, and pulling her out of the building, and towards the car, which had been parked outside. On this occasion, there had been a driver, so Varden had gotten into the back with her.
She was still shocked that he had paid such an amount of money for their party. It was just an office party!
Well, annual ball held in Seattle for the employees of the Devereaux conglomerate.
They had everything, but lacked the space for a party. Oliver had even told her that even if they had the space, they wouldn’t hold parties in it, since it was risky as hell. And anything could happen. Which made sense.
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