Chapter 79: Chapter 79

She fell silent for two seconds, then, with serene body language, Beauty picked up the glass of juice on the table and poured it over Samuel.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her face calm and composed.

"Samuel, you’re such a jerk!"

Teetering on the edge of tears, she picked up her bag from the chair and briskly ran towards the door.

Everyone around them gawked at them, assuming they were a bickering couple.

Taxis in this area of the City were hard to hail.

Beauty, standing in the stifling summer sun, watched as vehicles streamed past.

Sweat trickled down her face, yet not a single taxi was willing to stop.

Frustrated, she stamped her foot.

"Hey, beautiful, need a lift?"

A black Rolls-Royce pulled over.

Drake lowered the window, stuck his head out to greet her, his idiotic smile revealing two rows of even teeth.

Beauty coolly peered inside the car and said: "Strange, no girls in your car today?

There are usually two or three in your car.

Have you changed your usual behavior today?"

"With a stunning beauty like you today, who else would I need?

Get in the car, it’s not legal to park here."

Drake said, his eyebrows raised, creating an utterly annoying look.

Were it not for the fear of being scorched by the blazing sun, she would not have willingly gotten into his car.

Once she was inside, Drake smirked: "How come you found time to go out today?

Isn’t your family’s Uncle keeping a watch on you?"

"Who’s family’s Uncle?

My name is Beauty Mercedes, his name is Lucas Marson, he is he and I am me!"

Beauty took a hit from Samuel and was already in a bad mood.

Being mocked by Drake , she immediately snapped back.

With her eyes red from anger, she vented all her fury on him.

"So, did Miss Beauty eat a bundle of dynamite today?

Such a big temper, have you been standing under the sun for too long, overheating?"

Drake turned his head to take a glance at her, grinning maliciously.

His hands deftly turning the steering wheel, his posture exuding charm.

But she was nowhere in a mood to appreciate a handsome guy.

Beauty rested her head on the back of the chair, acting as if she was asleep, too lazy to bother with him.

Normally, if her mood was good, she might banter back and forth with him.

But now, her mood was so bad that she didn’t want to say a single word.

By the time she realized she hadn’t mentioned the destination, she opened her eyes to see the car had smoothly parked at the entrance of Marson’s Group.

"Hey, why are we here?

I am not here for the company."

Beauty was taken aback, and immediately frowned.

When she was in such a bad mood, the last person she wanted to see was Lucas.

"No problem, I am just here to find Lucas.

Aren’t you scared of him now?

By the way, why did you two suddenly leave the table that night?

What were you doing?"

Drake raised an eyebrow, his eyes were full of curiosity, looking at her inquisitively.

So he hadn’t told Drake about that night’s incident!

Beauty mocked herself in her heart, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

She winked at him, "I won’t tell you, go ask Lucas!"

"Let’s go ask him together."

Drake locked up his car, grabbing her hand and starting to walk towards the building.

It was too late for her to escape now.

"Good day, Mr. Drake!"

The female employees of Marson Corporation, upon seeing Drake, instantly blushed with hearts in their eyes, greeting him with lovesick smiles.

Unlike Lucas’s disposition, though the company’s employees were even more excited when they saw him, he never responded.

In contrast, Drake would either smirk at these girls or raise his eyebrows, always messing around until their hearts fluttered in chaos.

The only person he dared not to tease was Sarah.

"Mr. Drake, you are so popular with women, so why does Miss Sarah dislike you so much?"

Finally stepping into the CEO’s elevator, the world became quiet indeed.

Beauty gazed upward, blinking repeatedly, a faint smile spreading across her face.

Upon hearing Sarah’s name, Drake choked as if someone pinched his throat, his words slightly muddled.

"You...you’ve also noticed that she dislikes me..."

Usually, he always presented the image of a debauched man and she had grown used to it, but today’s sudden serenity, the hint of wry smile and helplessness in his eyes, shocked Beauty to the core.

"Even a blind person can see that Miss Sarah doesn’t like you and doesn’t want to see you.

Don’t you know that?"

With each word Beauty spoke, Drake’s expression darkened.

At this moment, his face was already shrouded in gloom, turning a deep shade of blue.

She quickly pressed her lips together and glanced at him.

Upon such a close observation, as she encountered him at close quarters, she realized that Drake was truly pleasing to the eye. Google seaʀᴄh novelFirｅ.net

It was a different kind of attractiveness compared to Lucas, he exuded a spontaneous flare mixed with a touch of childlike innocence.

His radiant eyes and relaxed smile would easily qualify him as a school heartthrob.

No wonder he was surrounded by so many girls.

The elevator door made a "ding" sound as it opened and Drake was the first to step out.

He furrowed his brows slightly, demonstrating a different side of him from his usual demeanor.

Beauty felt a pinch of guilt.

She hadn’t expected that beneath Drake carefree exterior was a man who was capable of profound emotions.

She hadn’t been in love before but she had seen on TV how a man can be swayed by a single word or action of a woman he was fond of.

She didn’t say it, but in her mind, Sarah was not simply disliking Drake.

She couldn’t describe that repressed feeling but she knew it was not disdain.

The assistants outside the office were startled as they saw Drake, they lost track of themselves.

Their faces turned red, and they said excitedly,

"Welcome, Mr. Drake! Mr. Marson just finished a meeting and is resting in his office."

Drake nodded, not teasing them as he usually did.

Instead, he put his hands in his pockets and cast a casual look back at Beauty.

His eyes held an indecipherable thought.

No matter what expression he wore, those girls would find him attractive anyway.

Just one look at his suave and elegant demeanor already left them breathless, let alone taking note of someone else behind him.

"Lucas, guess who I’ve brought?"

Drake moved Beauty in front of him, his flippant demeanor returning, and he smirked slyly.

Beauty blushed and shot him a glare.

"How did you two end up together?"

Lucas’s gaze fell on Beauty’s blushing face and nervous hands, speaking icily.

He rose from his chair, striding to her with long steps and silently watching her.

Beauty felt extremely uncomfortable and anxious, her small hands even began to tremble, she idly fiddled her earlobe with her hair.

"Oh, I picked her up on the side of the road.

Seeing this depressed little girl waiting under the hot sun for a bus, I felt too guilty to leave her there.

So I brought her here."

Who bullied you again?"

Lucas ignored the rest, and merely repeated this line nonchalantly.

His eyes flickered, arms crossed before his chest, he tilted his head, looking at her curiously.