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Lindseydeliberately dawdled.
It wasn’t until Eliezer called her a second time that she finally left the villa.
When the man in the car saw her jogging over, his tightly knit brows relaxed slightly. He turned sideways and adjusted a gift box on the front passenger seat.
“Sorry, I took a nap this afternoon. Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Lindsey opened the back door and sat upright, explaining herself.
Eliezer glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his hands tightening around the steering wheel. “You’re going to the dinner party dressed like that?”
“Huh?” Lindsey looked down at her outfit. “Is it not okay? It’s just a family dinner. Shouldn’t matter.”
Eliezer tossed the gift box on the front passenger seat to her. “Getchanged.”
The white box was marked with the Sprince logo. Lindsey immediately recognized it as one of the latest spring/summer dresses released by the brand.
Shehesitated. She placed the box back. “This is a gift for Jaelyn, isn’t it? It wouldn’t be right for me to wear it.”
Eliezer tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, pausing for a second. “Our divorce hasn’t been announced yet. If you show up like that, are you trying to embarrass the Woodward family?”
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“But…”
“I’ve prepared anothergift for Jaelyn. This one was from the supplier. I just left it in the car.”
Eliezer cut her off coldly, his tone brooking no refusal. “Go change.”
“Fine.”
With no other choice, Lindsey took the gift box back into the house, changed into the dress, and returned.
The pale blue dress made herskinlook even fairer. The dressshimmered as she moved. It was just it wasn’t her size.
If it weren’t a bit loose at the waist, she would’ve really liked it.
She quickly came downstairs after changing. But when she reached for the back door, she found it was locked.
Eliezer’s displeased voice came from inside.“Sit in the front.”
Lindsey frowned. “That’s not really appropriate.”
In her mind, the front passenger seat was reserved for the girlfriend. If there wasn’t one, it was still meant for someone close. Clearly, she was neither.
Eliezer turned to look at her. “So it’s appropriate to treat me like adriver?”
…That’s not what I meant.”
Lindsey scratched her head, trying to explain her logic to Eliezer.
He stared at her in silence for two seconds. “Jaclyn isn’t like you. She wouldn’t fuss over such trivial things. Get in. I’m not saying it again.”
Lindsey chose to be difficult. “Then I’m not going. I doubt she wants to
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see me anyway.”
She lifted her dressand turned to leave. The car horn stopped her, followed by the Eliezer’s annoyed voice. “Get in.”
Lindsey tugged on the back door. It opened.
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