The designated driver stepped forward to support her, “Where’s your car?”
She pointed towards the side of the road, “Over there.”
The designated driver was taken aback, “I’ve… never driven this car before…”
All Tiffany wanted to do now was to go home and sleep, “It’s fine. Drive slowly and think of it as an average car instead of an expensive vehicle. You don’t need to pay for a thing if you bump into anything. Just make sure I stay alive.”
Hearing this, the woman helped her into her car without hesitation.
She thought that Jackson would have long gone to bed by the time she arrived at White Water Bay villa. Instead, the light in the downstairs living room was still turned on. When she walked in, she was faced with a sour-faced Jackson, glowering at her from the couch.
She felt guilty. “Why are you still up?” she asked, with a slight lisp.
Jackson didn’t answer. He walked upstairs, looking very sullen.
She inadvertently saw the untouched food on the table, which he had come home to cook for her. She finally understood the stupidity in her actions.
Lillian’s little affair had completely clouded her mind with frustration. It didn’t matter if she were humiliated, but she was going to be a member of the West family soon. The Wests would undoubtedly be dragged down if Lillian’s reputation was ruined.
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