"Hiss..." Sam propped up. Blood was oozing from his mouth.
He had been bitten at the tongue hard!
Raising her eyes, Lacey smiled coldly. "Mr. Garrison, you sure aren't a picky person. You were well aware that I had tricked you, yet you still desired my body. How thirsty of you?"
Sam hadn't expected such a move from her.
Even more unexpected was the fact that a woman would turn him down!
"Lacey!" A cold hostility radiated from Sam as if he would pounce on her and tear her to pieces the next second.
Lacey remained motionless. Instead, she sarcastically stated, "What's the problem? Are you upset? Why don't I get you two prostitutes? What do you think? Better yet, I'll get you three! It's all on me!"
Sam chuckled of a sudden.
He gently stroked her cheek with his eyes full of affection. "I wonder if you'll ever fall for me?"
Lacey was taken aback.
Her being in love with him?
What a joke!
Lacey's eyes gleamed with a faint smile, tinged with mockery.
"Don't worry, Mr. Garrison. Even if all the men in the world were dead, I'd never fall in love with you!"
No sooner had the words left her lips than she reached out and pushed hard against his chest.
Sam grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. He sneered, "Why are you answering so decisively? Are you playing hard to get?"
Lacey couldn't help but laugh as she gazed at the handsome man.
"Sure, I admit you're attractive and wealthy, but so what? Is it anything to do with me? Mr. Garrison, there may be a lot of women out there who want to get you, but I'm not one of them. So, please put your narcissism away. I couldn't care less!"
She was, in fact, telling the truth.
Lacey's eyes locked on Sam. She was not at all smitten with him.
If one looked closely, one could even notice the impatience and disgust in her eyes!
Seeing this, Sam lowered his head. His handsome face had grown gloomy at this point. "We'll see about that!" He said in a faint tone of voice.
The man then lay down and put one arm around her. "Go to sleep!" He closed his eyes.
Lacey frowned and subconsciously tried to break free.
"I won't touch you. But if you keep moving, there'll be no promises—"
A warning sounded in her ear.
Lacey sneered. Having no choice, she leaned to one side and closed her eyes to sleep.
As the night approached, Lacey's breathing gradually calmed.
Sam, who was holding her, however, never went asleep.
No one knew what was on his mind.
Early the following day.
Lacey awoke to find the man next to her already gone.
Quickly, she got up and washed her face before making her way to the door.
"Breakfast is ready downstairs, Miss Lillianna." The servant at the door kept her smile, being polite.
Lacey gave the servant a nod and followed her down the elevator.
Meanwhile, at the dining hall—
At the table sat Alvaro, Tilly, Sophia, and Sam, who was having a coffee!
When Lacey got down, everyone looked up except Sam.
"Lillianna, hurry up and come here." Tilly greeted with a smile.
Lacey took a look outside the window, feeling eager to return home.
She wanted to report to her new school. After all, it was not good to be late on the first day.
"Lillianna, hurry up and eat. Make yourself at home." Tilly smiled as she drew Lacey to sit beside her.
"Is there anything here that you like to eat, Lillianna? If not, tell the cook. The cook at home will prepare it for you." Alvaro chuckled.
Lacey smiled awkwardly. "Thank you, Uncle Alvaro and Aunt Tilly, but what we have here is more than enough."
"Tsk!" A contemptuous voice rang out just then.
It was Sophia. She rolled her eyes.
After what happened last time, why hadn't Lillianna offered to apologize?
Sophia felt particularly upset at the thought.
Meanwhile, Lacey had only eaten some oatmeal as she had no appetite.
Perhaps it was due to the uneasy atmosphere around her.
She couldn't afford to lose her cool now that she pretended to be Lillianna.
If she used her true identity, she would be less concerned about these people.
"Aunt Tilly, Uncle Alvaro, I have to leave now. I have to go to school today. I'm worried about being late." Lacey got to her feet after having her meal.
She'd had it with acting.
She wanted to get out of this place immediately!
"Tsk, tsk." All of a sudden, Sophia grimaced. "Lillianna, since when did you become so fond of learning? Everyone knows that you're late to school at least three times a week!"
"Sophia!" Tilly scolded her.
"What? I'm only telling the truth. What's the point of her pretending now?" Sophia rolled her eyes. She wanted to see if "Lillianna" still dared to provoke her.
Lacey gave the arrogant girl a perfunctory smile. She said, "As you mentioned, I'm late to school at least three times a week. That is, there will be a day when I will be on time. Too bad, it's the very day I'm supposed to be on time for school!"
Sophia was startled to hear the retort.
How dare Lillianna contradict her in front of her parents?
"Thank you for your hospitality. I'll be going now." Amidst everyone's surprise, she nodded politely and walked to the door.
"I'm off to the office." Sam put down his coffee and strutted towards the door as well.
The servant quickly handed him a wrinkle-free suit.
At the door, the driver had the car ready.
Lacey bypassed the car and headed for the front gate with no moment's hesitation.
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