As Verian Mont took two steps forward, the white Audi drove two steps forward following her pace. As she took two steps back, the car too took two steps back. This made Verian Mont stand still and look at the man in the car while pouting her lips. She smiled compassionately. “Mr. Quain, I don’t think we’re that close to each other, right?”
“I’ve told you. We will have a chance to work together.”
It was the first time in Verian Mont’s life to see a man this shameless. “I don’t think I’ve agreed to work with you, right?”
Yanni Quain replied as if he was pondering about something. “When a certain someone enters the Quain family and decides to deal with you and you don’t agree, it would not be easy to face her. You wouldn’t want your mortal enemy to trample all over you now, would you?”
Her intuition told her that a man like Yanni Quain would not be simple to trifle with. If she was to board his sketchy ship, it would be no turning back for her.
Verian Mont turned back to take a glance at Wanelle Sheen who was having an outburst in the car shop. She cracked a gentle smile and said, “Alright, I’ll be keeping this car.”
She fully intended to agitate Wanelle Sheen into oblivion!
Yanni Quain opened the door and got out of the car since he had driven his own car here. After Verian Mont entered the Audi, all she could hear was Yanni Quain commenting snarkily outside the car, “Miss Mont, we’ll meet up later.”
Meeting up later?
Verian Mont assumed that him giving her that car was solely to humiliate Wanelle Sheen. The meet-up later could have meant returning the car to him, right?
Driving the Audi that had excellent cruise control, Verian Mont was slightly reluctant to return it to Yanni Quain. However, that man’s black Porsche Cayenne was tailing closely behind her. It seemed that if she did not voluntarily return the car to him, he would follow her back home to collect it.
After she drove the car to the restaurant Guin Yellen directed her to, she returned the car to him.
Upon arriving at the main entrance of the restaurant, Verian Mont stopped the car and the Porsche Cayenne pulled up beside her.
After Verian Mont got out of the car, she tossed him the car keys. “Mr. Quain, thank you for cooperating with me on putting on that show earlier. I still have things to do, so I’ll be off. However, if you want to drive this car away is completely up to you.”
Yanni Quain cracked a funny smile while looking at her. “Did I tell you to return the car to me?”
What? Was he not following her for …?
“No, I misunderstood what you meant.”
“Whatever I give to you would never be taken back by me. If you don’t like it, just throw it away.”
The edge of Verian Mont’s mouth curled up. Was he mad? Who in their right mind would so casually discard a car that was worth eight hundred thousand bucks? It would be better off selling the car!
Yanni Quain seemingly saw through the confusion in the corner of her eyes. “I didn’t follow to make sure you return the car to me. When I gave you the car earlier, it wasn’t just for show. I just so happen to be meeting someone here for a meal.”
Such a coincidence?
…
Upon entering the restaurant and arriving at the designated spot, Verian Mont was shocked to see the couple who was seated at the table in front of her.
Guin Yellen grabbed onto Yanni Quain’s arm. She was blushing as she smiled. “Verian, the huge news I wanted to tell you was that I’ve been dating someone, and this is my boyfriend, Yanni Quain.”
“...”
Verian Mont grew increasingly confused with Yanni Quain’s motives. “You… How did you two even meet?”
“We met back at the bar when we were drinking together. If it wasn’t for him, my innocence wouldn’t have been preserved.”
After she was done speaking, Guin Yellen lovingly glanced at Yanni Quain while leaning against his body.
Verian Mont raised her cup and drank some lemon water for her parched throat.
Guin Yellen then introduced her again. “Yanni, this is my best friend, Verian Mont. You guys can get to know each other.”
Yanni Quain smiled and extended his arm toward her.
Verian Mont had no idea what Yanni Quain was plotting and she was worried that Guin Yellen would misunderstand the situation, so she had no choice but to shake Yanni Quain’s hand. “Greetings, Mr. Quain.”
She was unable to keep her mind calm during the meal. Verian Mont was thinking about how she was going to deal with that eight hundred thousand bucks car since she could not actually accept it and submit to his will. Not to mention, she was completely unable to gauge just what kind of person Yanni Quain was. If she accepted that car, she might be falling into her own trap.
“Verian, why aren’t you eating? That’s right, weren’t you going to tell me something important? What exactly is it?”
Verian Mont instinctively took a glance at Yanni Quain. “Oh, nothing too important.”
Guin Yellen cuddled up against Yanni Quain. “Yanni isn’t a stranger, you know. Next time when we have a meal together, I would be bringing him along too!”
Verian Mont spun a lie. “I wanted to ask when you’re going to collect your eight hundred thousand bucks. When I see that amount of money everyday, my heart is swayed since I’m just a normal person. I’m worried I’d use it by accident.”
“Just spend it if you want. Even if my family doesn’t give me any allowance, Yanni here will foot the bill for me.”
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