Before Julian could speak, Lucas nodded to himself. "You're probably regretting it. Otherwise, why else would you be standing here, saying such bitter things?"
Julian and Elena immediately fell silent. I took Lucas by the arm and quickly walked away.
When we reached downstairs, I turned slightly and naturally let Lucas' hand slip off my shoulder.
Lucas stared at his hand in a daze for a moment before giving me an awkward smile. "Serena, I'm sorry about earlier. I just couldn't stand that guy being so arrogant."
I nodded. "I know. And I should be thanking you. After all this time, this was the first time I finally got the upper hand."
"Serena, I—"
"I'm heading back," I cut him off before he could continue. "Thanks for today."
I drove out of the parking lot. Even after I had gone a long way, I could still see Lucas standing there in the rear-view mirror, frozen in place.
The reason I didn't let Lucas continue speaking was that running into Julian and Elena had already put me in a terrible mood. Secondly, I was afraid he would say something I wasn't ready to hear.
I thought that would be the end of it, but three days later, Julian showed up.
When I got a call saying I had a package downstairs, I was confused. "That's weird. I didn't order anything."
"Maybe it's some documents from one of our partner companies," Patricia suggested. "Just go and check."
I followed her advice and went downstairs, still puzzled. But instead of a delivery person, I saw Julian.
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