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“You look amazing! So beautiful!”
Madam Dahlia was full of smiles. She added, “You should hurry up and go so that you don’t cause any delays, Miss Jules. The driver who’s come to pick you up is already here. It’s obvious that Madam Collins likes you very much. She sent Mr. Austin to pick you up!”
Austin?
Lucille was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn’t help laughing.
She wondered what Madam Collins had used to threaten Austin. Otherwise, there was no way he would have agreed to pick her up.
Sure enough, after Lucille walked out of the door, Austin, who was waiting beside the car, immediately raised his chin and snorted. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I only came here to pick you up on Grandma’s orders! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come.”
Hearing this, Molly was unhappy. She rolled up her sleeves and yelled, Hey, are you trying to get beat up?”
Austin looked her up and down. When he saw her favorite little yellow duck bag on her back, which only toddlers would use, he suddenly smacked the window and laughed wildly. “Hahaha! How childish can you get? Even my niece, who’s in kindergarten, wouldn’t use a bag like that. Hahaha! I’m going to die of laughter.”
Molly clenched her fists so tightly that there was a cracking sound.
“I’ll beat you up, believe it or not!” she roared.
“Bring it on, you little brat. You don’t even reach my shoulders, yet you want. to beat me up?” he mocked.
The two immature people were about to get into a fight.
Fortunately, Lucille held Molly back. She looked at Austin and asked, ” Where’s Joseph?”
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Ever since she returned from Tamont City the day before, she hadn’t seen Joseph. She had not even seen Culver
Could it be that he was still in Tamont City?
Hearing this, Austin smirked maliciously and said, “I don’t know. Maybe he ran away because he didn’t want to get engaged t you.”
Ran away?
Lucille raised her brows calmly.
At that moment, her phone rang. She glanced at it and then smiled slightly.
“Let’s go.”
Lucille got in the car and sat in the backseat. After she fastened her seat belt, she slowly ordered, “Drive.”
Molly, who was sitting in the back seat as well, followed suit and ordered, Drive!”
Austin muttered to himself, “How annoying. She’s really just treating me as
her chauffeur…
He stepped on the accelerator, and the modified car worth more than 20 million roared as it sped toward the center of the city.
However, something happened on the way there. When they rounded a corner, Austin’s car was blocked by a group of street racers. There were four or five cars.
“Damn it! I didn’t check the schedule before going out today!” he cursed.
Austin hit the steering wheel, and he looked rather glum. Then he rolled down the window and said to the group of arrogant racers, “Get out of my way. I don’t have time to play with you guys today. Can’t you see that I have something important to do?”
“What’s so important?”
The group of ruffians and playboys stuck their heads out and looked into the back seat. They then laughed and said, “Is picking up pretty girls the
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important business you have?”
Austin was instantly enraged.
“Keep your mouth shut!”
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