Allison jogged a short distance and arrived at a black Maybach car. She gently tapped on the car window, and the window rolled down, revealing the man's face.
She opened the door, "What brought you here? Didn't I text you that I was busy tonight..."
Stepping into the car, a warm gust enveloped her, and Allison instantly felt at ease. She buckled up and spotted a cup of coffee in the holder, "You bought this?" After taking a sip, she found it was black coffee.
Lucian started the car, the headlights flickering on, illuminating the road ahead. "Yeah, got it for Lucky."
Looking at the coffee, Allison responded seriously, "Dogs don't drink coffee, you know."
Lucian chuckled softly, taken aback by her earnest response. He was about to tell her it was actually for her when she said, "Lucky can't drink it. I guess I'll have to finish it for him."
The man said, "Don't you celebs have to watch your figures?"
Taking a sip of her coffee, Allison asked earnestly, "Mr. Lindberg, are you implying I need to lose weight?"
The man tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You're perfect."
"I haven't asked you yet. Why are you here?"
Lucian, "I was in the neighborhood."
Swirling her warm coffee in her hand, Allison asked, "And you just happened to get coffee?"
"Don’t you like it?"
"I do." Allison took a satisfyingly large gulp.
"Anyone late on set today?"
"Okay."
He was domineering, but Allison obediently lowered her head. As long as there were resources invested in her, why would she refuse?
...
Lucian drove her to a restaurant. He had made a reservation in advance. As they entered, the waiter guided them upstairs.
Kamilla’s voice rang out, "Lucian, you're here too."
Today was Kamilla's good friend Ronald's birthday. He had invited a few friends to celebrate at this popular restaurant. There were no private rooms, just a small hall upstairs with four tables, each seating eight. Ronald had booked the entire hall. However, due to the restaurant's popularity, one table had already been reserved.
Ronald initially planned to bribe those guests to dine elsewhere so he could have the whole hall. But he hadn't expected the reserved table to be taken by Lucian and... Penelope...wait, that woman wasn't Penelope.
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