Larissa was about to reply when Marilyn grabbed her wrist.
She replied instead, "I accidentally hit my leg on the table and bruised it. Larissa went to the infirmary and got some ointment for me. She was reminding me to apply it when I get home."
Lewis nodded and said coolly, "I see. Be careful next time."
"Alright," Marilyn responded in a soft tone.
Larissa glanced at Marilyn and noted that her face had turned redder than when Nina slapped her on the cheek earlier.
Larissa bid them farewell at the entrance.
Marilyn immediately spotted Kevan's car. "Is your driver coming to pick you up again?" she asked.
Hesitating for a moment, Larissa noticed Lewis' attempts at suppressing a smile. "Yes, I'm going now!" Larissa replied with difficulty and waved goodbye.
The next moment, she turned back. "Mr. Logan Junior, could you send Marilyn home? Since she hurt her leg, driving would be inconvenient for her."
As soon as she said this, Marilyn's face flushed red. She waved her hands frantically. "It's alright! It won't affect my driving! There's no need to send me home."
Although she refused firmly, Lewis had his principles as a gentleman.
"There's no need to be polite with me. Let's go. I'll send you home!" Lewis said with a smile.
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