No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2012

Chapter 2012 The Private Chauffeur

Unsuspecting, Rachel stood still in her place, occasionally casting a glance around.

It wasn’t until a car with a somewhat familiar license plate pulled up in front of her that she realized something was seriously wrong.

She stared at the familiar car model, the familiar license plate number, and the familiar face that appeared. after the window was rolled down.

Rachel was stunned on the spot. It took her a while to regain her senses.

“Why is it you?”

Although he had sunglasses covering most of his face inside the car, they couldn’t conceal his arrogant expression. Who else could be so audacious but Vincent?

The mere thought that the chauffeur Elisa was referring to was him made Rachel wish she could travel back in time. She wished she could have immediately rejected Elisa and given her a piece of her mind.

Is this how she treats her good friend?

I just helped her win a battle!

After staring at Rachel for a while, Vincent noticed her puffing up in annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the car. He then honked the horn and said, “Get in the car, Miss.”

Originally, Rachel didn’t want to get in the car, but it had started to drizzle outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait for the bus without getting wet. Unbeknownst to her, a crowd had gathered, all urging her on.

Vincent directly got out of the car with a black umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only get in the car with annoyance.

As Vincent escorted Rachel all the way, he really did resemble a chauffeur. The people around them couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy family Rachel was from and why her driver was so handsome.

Originally, Rachel wanted to sit in the back seat, but Vincent had already opened the front passenger door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice but to plop down into the seat.

As Vincent reached out to close the door, Rachel beat him to it, slamming it shut with a loud “bang.” likely venting her frustration.

The door of the new Maybach was slammed hard, yet Vincent didn’t show the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he was smiling with a face full of indulgence..

Immediately after, he returned to the driver’s seat and the car started up.

As for Rachel, she didn’t even look up. As soon as she got in the car, she buried her head in her phone. bombarding Elisa with messages on WhatsApp.