Stella and Yvonne were pulled out of their seats by their collars by their respective men.
Both of them didn‘t look very happy.
Their faces were dark, and the look in their eyes was complicated; they didn‘t even bother greeting each
other before grabbing their women and stuffing them in their respective cars.
Stella and Yvonne didn‘t dare to make a sound and obediently sat in the cars.
Dr. Quirk settled Yvonne down and looked at Weston. “Mr. Ford, it‘s been a while.”
One drove a silver Bugatti, while the other a black Mercedes Benz-both flashy and outstanding vehicles
in their own right.
The sight of both men standing outside their luxury cars attracted the attention of many women.
Both, however, seemed to be used to being the center of attention and didn‘t seem to care for the
adulation they were receiving.
Weston nodded. “Dr. Quirk.”
Lucas was Henry‘s lead doctor. Considered acquaintances, they would often gather with friends at Fern
City as well.
Due to Stella‘s past identity, Lucas always harbored a bias against her, not particularly fond of having
Yvonne get too close to a kept woman.
But now that the truth had come to light, he realized Stella‘s pitiful plight.
It naturally dispelled his previous bias against her.
He glanced into the car at Yvonne, who was wearing a piteous look on her face, before turning back to
face Weston. “I‘ll bring her back home first. Let‘s meet another time.”
Weston nodded and turned to Stella. “Coincidentally, I have something to discuss with my lady too.”
Stella and Yvonne exchanged glances as they silently wished each other luck.
Yvonne made a feeble attempt to struggle out of the car, but Lucas pushed her head back into the car.
“Sit properly.”
He had brought his driver along this time.
Thus, the spacious rear passenger sears made it the suitable place for him to deal with her
appropriately.
“What did you promise me previously?”
Lucas demanded the moment he sat down.
Yvonne confessed guiltily, “I promised you that I wouldn‘t come to such a place, but...”
“...I didn‘t do anything,” she immediately explained. “I merely agreed to meet Stella!”
Lucas rubbed in between his brows as he felt his head throb.“ You could‘ve gone to a café or a private
restaurant. Why must you come to such a place?”
“I like crowds...”
“I think you like to play around.”
“Do you lack confidence?”
Yvonne grabbed his arm and cooed coquettishly, “Dr. Quirk, don‘t think so much. I only like to join in the
fun at such places. I wouldn’t do anything to betray you...”
Lucas burst out into frustrated laughter as he poked her forehead. “Do you really think I stop you from
coming to these places because I fear you‘ll betray me?”
“What else could it be, then?”
Yvonne was confused.
“Would you fancy any other man?”
His comment tickled Yvonne. “Why does it feel like you‘re praising yourself? So confident that you‘ve got
me in the palm of your hand?”
“I know you too well.”
Lucas pinched her cheeks. “I‘ll let you go this time around. However, if I were to find you sneaking into
such places again, you‘d get it from me good.”
“How do you intend to do that?”
Yvonne turned to look at him and put his fingers in her mouth.
Her eyes glistened with clear mischievousness on her face.
Lucas’ eyes darkened. “Do you know the consequence of acting like this?”
“I don‘t know. Dr. Quirk, can you tell me?”
Yvonne acted innocent and ignorant as her tongue circled around his fingers.
Her actions were clearly designed to seduce, but her eyes remained innocent–looking.
Lucas gulped past his constricted throat as his eyes lit up.
Aware that they were still in a car, he grasped on his remaining threads of sanity as he pushed her
away.
“Cut it out.”
“I‘m not even doing anything.”
Yvonne continued pestering him, but it seemed that seducing Dr. Quirk was no walk in the park.
She looked up at him through glistening eyes, clearly trying to change the subject so that he wouldn‘t
pursue matters with her. Her tricks were nothing new to Lucas.
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