Chapter 40
What Were You and Your Little Wife Doing in the Car?
Caroline turned back to him. “Nash and I have always just been classmates and friends. What kind of woman do you take me for? How disgraceful do you imagine our relationship was?”
David raised an eyebrow. “He never touched you?”
“No!”
Although Caroline and Nash once shared mutual feelings and beautiful moments, they had never officially become a couple. Boundaries were always respected, never crossed,
Even when Nash got engaged to someone else for a socially advantageous marriage, abandoning her without hesitation like a heartless jerk, he had still behaved like a gentleman. He never overstepped or acted inappropriately.
“Good.” David finally smirked. I’ll let the past slide. But now, you’re my wife, Caroline. Even if I don’t touch you or care for you, you’d better remember your place. Don’t step out of line.”
“You control me, micromanage everything, and yet what about you? You’re free to conspire with Elizabeth?”
Caroline couldn’t fathom why David would be interested in someone like Elizabeth–that two–faced b*tch.
Was she stunning? Hardly.
Smart? Not particularly.
There were plenty of socialites in the city with better looks and backgrounds than Elizabeth.
Why is he so blind?
“We’re connected by fate,” David replied. “It’s destiny. She’s special, different.”
Caroline wanted to scoff but held it in.
Destiny? Special?
A mistress is still a mistress, no matter how he dressed it up.
Disgusting!
Without another word, she got out of the car and strod into Ellison Group, making sure no one saw ber
with David.
More than that, she dreaded the mocking gaze of whom er had knocked of the car window mounts aga
Doesn’t matter who it was. I didn’t see them, to they don ter
David stepped out leisurely, adjusting his suit jacket win an air of effortless sophistention.
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“Is that any of your business?”
“Just asking.” Boris teased. “No need; I’ve already guessed.”
David remained composed, showing no trace of embarrassment.
He even countered, “And as a single man, what do your guesses matter?”
Boris was at a loss for words.
His shamelessness truly knows no bounds.
“You’re · just taking advantage of the tinted windows,” Boris said, clicking his tongue. “Broad daylight, doing who–knows–what in the car. By the way, your little wife seemed clueless about it. She bolted the moment she got out, probably too embarrassed to face anyone.
If she hadn’t run, Boris would’ve greeted Mrs. Ellison properly.
David replied, “Even without tinted windows, I’d still do whatever I want.”
Boris gave him a thumbs–up. “You’ve got guts. I wouldn’t dare watch.”
“If you’ve got something to say, just spit it out,” David said, striding toward the building. “Stop beating around the bush.”
“I’m not here for you. Em here for Mrs. Ellison.”
“For her?”
Boris nodded. “Yes, I’d like to formally invite her to join my R&D team. Can’t risk losing her to another company.”