Abraham watched Selena for a moment, then closed the car door and leaned against the vehicle, deciding to wait with her.
Half an hour later, a sleek black Bugatti roared up, executing a dramatic spin before coming to a stop right in front of everyone. The door swung open, and out stepped a man with long strides.
He was breathtakingly handsome, tall and lean, clad in a black shirt and trousers, with a fitted waistcoat that highlighted his slender waist and long legs. Under the lights, he was downright mesmerizing.
Despite the crowd, his gaze was fixed solely on Selena as he walked straight toward her.
Everett stopped in front of her, walking against the light, a halo seemingly surrounding him like a beacon in the dark.
With a gentle touch, his large hand caressed Selena’s face, cool against her skin.
He frowned, cupping her face with both hands. “Why didn’t you wait inside? I’m not running late, am I?”
Selena tilted her head, looking up at him.
Even though they still had plenty of unresolved issues, at that moment, one phone call was all it took to bring him to her side.
He arrived as quickly as possible to protect her.
Her heart couldn’t help but flutter.
Selena's lips curled into a soft smile as she nuzzled his palm affectionately. “No, I’m just tired and want to go home.”
“Alright.”
Everett wrapped his strong arm around her slender waist, drawing her close as they walked to the car. He opened the passenger door, shielding her head with his hand as she got in, then closed the door gently.
Everett glanced up, locking eyes with Abraham, who was sitting in his car.
With a slight smirk, he said, “We’ll be on our way now.”
Abraham held back his irritation, making a gesture that seemed to say, "Go ahead."
Everett got into his car, started the engine, and with a swift press of the accelerator, the car sped off, leaving only exhaust in its wake.
Holt and the bodyguards quickly got into their vehicles and followed.
Outside the restaurant, silence fell abruptly.
Without hesitation, he slapped himself hard across the face twice.
Then, he tried to appease Abraham by saying, “That Everett is truly arrogant, acting like you don’t even matter.”
Abraham withdrew his gaze, a storm brewing in his eyes.
“The Bennett family... they’ve had it easy for too long. It’s time to shake things up.”
Levi’s heart skipped a beat.
Was he planning to move against the Bennett family?
…
The car drove into Crescent Bay, stopping on the lawn.
Everett rested one hand on the steering wheel, turning to look at Selena. Though her expression was calm, he could see the emotions she was holding back.
He reached out, taking her small, cold hand in his.
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