Roxanne jolted in alarm and froze in her movement but still instinctively looked in the direction of the passenger scat.
After getting a good look at the person’s face, the scowl on her face deepened. “What are you doing? Mr. Farwell?”
Devoid of expression, Lucian shut the car door. “Nothing. My car has broken down. And coincidentally, I happened to see you here. Please drive me back, Ms. Jarvis.”
The chilling aura surrounding his body was almost palpable.
Well aware how the atmosphere would only become tenser if she continued probing, Roxanne ultimately staried the engine without uttering another word.
Throughout the ride, the car was dead silent.
Lucian locked his deep gaze on the woman next to him, his brows tightly knitted together. She’s so close with that dude… And they even me
