Chapter 20
Adesan saw how cold and unyielding bulkana was and took a long, frustrated drag from his cigarette. “I know you can drive. I need to talk to you.”
juliana shat back, “There’s nothing to talk about “She turned and got into her cat
But be stormed over in a few steps and grabbed the door just as she was about to shut it.
Stor glared at him ictly. “Let po.”
He wanked her out of the car.
There was no competing with a man’s strength Juliana didn’t stand a chance. Her eyes were blazing with fury. “You…”
He dragged her toward his car, snatching her car keys from her hand on the way and tossing them to Jordan, who caught them without missing a beat. Jardan then climbed into her car and drove off.
Seeing this made her even angrier. “You”
He finally let go of her
“Tell Jordan to bring my car back!” she shouted.
But he had already gotten into his own car. The engine was running. He looked at her, “Are you getting in or not?”
She was pissed off and kicked his tire hard. Left with no choice, she got into the back seat.
“Sit in the front,” he ordered.
“Are you driving or not?
“Juliana!” His voice deepened with irritation
“Suit yourself,” she snapped. She wasn’t the kind of woman who’d just slide into any guy’s passenger seat, especially not Adrian’s.
He was fuming, and his jaw clenched like he was grinding his molars. But in the end, be started the car. He left the residence and headed toward Salvane
Park
She stared out the window with her arms crossed. “Go to the Eastern Tower.”
He glanced at her through the rearview mirror. “What are you going there for?”
He thought a freeloading princess like her had no business in a place full of professionals and business elites and that the Eastern Tower wasn’t her kind of crowd
She said flatly, “None of your business.”
He felt like his lungs were about to burst from the anger. Was this all because she know Yvette was back? Couldn’t she even talk to him like a normal. person now?
At the next intersection, be abruptly pulled the car over.
She Trow.ed. “What are you doing?”
Adrian took a hard drag of his cigarette while grabbing the wheel with the other hand. “Bring Amella back. I won’t see her again.”
She raised an eyebrow and glanced at him suspiciously. Before she could say anything, he pulled out his wallet, took out a black card, and handed it to ber
She narrowed her eyes. “What’s this supposed to be?
Abribe for Yvette’s treatment? Real classy. But she wasn’t that kind of person.
He nudged the card toward her. “The Larson family’s too tied up with Yvette right now to get a cand for you. Take this one.
She was still lits funcée, after all. He’d tried to give her one before, and she’d refused.
But now….
She instinctively reached for it. Why would she reject free money?
But just before she touched it, he withdrew the card.
She was speechless.
The looked at her. “The wedding will go on as planned.”
That one sentence made her yank her hand back like it was on fire.
She’d take free bush money. But a wedding? Dream on
She smirked. “I thought you weren’t in the mood to plan a wedding right now.”
Was he still thinking about getting married?
Clearly, one of the old talks in the Callahan family must’ve been threatening him with death or something especially Adrian’s maternal grandfather, Joe Galdburg, who was still in the hospital. He would not get the green light to be with Yvette nuw.
He said again, “Bring Amelia back to join her treatment team, and I won’t see her anymore.
There it was again–wedding, Amelja.
He wasn’t just being greedy. He was being shamelessly greedy.
“So all this is just to bargain for Yvette,” she said, full ni sarcasm.
He didn’t like her attitude at all. His face darkened. “What bargaining? Haven’t 1 given you everything?”
Her stare was ice cold..
He snapped, “She will leave the country as soon as she gets better. Isn’t that what you want?”
“She’s not getting better any time soon, is she?” she shot back
Sure, she’d like for Yvette to disappear forever. But would that actually happen right now?
Seeing his face getting gloomier, she said, “And even if you say you won’t see her again, why should I believe you?”
I was as if he were making some grand sacrifice.
Rather than true promises, u felt like mere lip service while he secretly acted behind her back.
She knew not to hold out hope or give any chance to men like this.
