Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: Woman, You’re Late Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: Woman, You’re Late Enna Clark didn’t know about the little incident that had occurred in Harvestville.
Since she had drunk too much, she spent the car ride in a dazed and dizzy state. Finally, with the help of hangover dicine and yogurt, her stomach felt a bit better, but the car ride started making her uneasy again.
Fortunately, Lyle Westbrook noticed her discomfort midway and rolled down the car window. Enna Clark, breathing in the night air, managed not to throw up in the car.
Harvestville wasn’t far from the villa district where she lived, and the driver drove very quickly.
15 minutes later.
The car stopped outside a white two-story cottage.
“We’re here, Enna,” Lyle Westbrook was the first to open the door, step out of the car, and then help Enna Clark open her door.
Enna Clark was still a bit dizzy and managed a strained smile, “Thank you.”
Then, she grabbed her purse, got out of the car in one go, looked up at him, and said, “Lyle Westbrook, I’m really sorry about today. And thank you for driving ho. I owe you a al when you have ti.”
“Seems like you’ve ntioned treating to a al before,” Lyle Westbrook said, his Peach Blossom Eyes focused, his lips parting in a suggestive smile.
Caught in an embarrassing mont by his words, Enna vaguely rembered making such a promise, but she’d been busy and had forgotten about it. Not expecting Lyle Westbrook to bring it up, she quickly replied, “Then I’ll owe you two als. Call when you’re free, and I’ll definitely treat you!”
Lyle Westbrook, who had been joking to lighten the mood, saw her taking it so seriously and felt his sour mood from the entire evening lighten considerably. He smiled and, under the cover of night, looked intently at the face before him, “Alright. I’ll call you when I’m free, though I’m not sure if you’ll be available when I am.”
Enna Clark breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn’t want to owe Lyle Westbrook too much, and since he was giving her a chance to repay, she was happier than anyone, “Of course I will be. Just give a heads-up, and I’ll be there.”
The conversation between the two seed to be going well.
Just then, an ill-tid voice broke the harmonious atmosphere from across the street in the night.
“Woman, you’re three minutes late.”
That voice was…
Enna Clark turned her head and saw her own Bobby, wearing a coat and walking across the street with an unfriendly expression.
He was young and not very tall, and since it was nightti, no one noticed there was soone standing across the street.
No one knew how long he had been standing there!
Indeed, Tobias Clark had been standing there for more than ten minutes since he’d hung up the phone with Enna Clark after coaxing Gigi to sleep. He had insisted on running out to wait.
He didn’t wait at the door to see farther but across the street.
As a result.
He waited and waited and ended up waiting 3 extra minutes for his woman to co ho.
It would have been fine if she had just co ho late, but she ca ho getting out of a man’s car!
It wasn’t just any man’s car she got out of—it was the car of Wyndham Howell, the very sa Lyle Westbrook that Tobias had previously proposed to introduce to Enna Clark for blind-dating to beco her stepdad!
Watching his woman chatting seemingly well with Lyle Westbrook, Bobby’s alarm bells went off. He didn’t bother to eavesdrop; instead, he just barged in.
Although he didn’t like the Dubious Man, he had to admit that the Dubious Man was still more reliable than a stepdad! After all, the Dubious Man had helped him make a good amount of money and was generous with pocket money. So, between the Dubious Man and a stepdad, he definitely stood on the side of the Dubious Man.
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