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Chapter 35

    Dorian frowned but didn''t scold Darcy this time. Instead, he scrutinized L.


    When had she be so vain?


    Jamie, who had always stood by L''s side, also hesitated.


    L shook her head and said, "I really don''t know how much it costs, but it''s not that important to me. I can help you find the price if you care that much."


    Her nonchnt attitude nearly sent Darcy into a rage. "You, you..."


    After stammering for a while, she was so angry that she couldn''t evenplete a sentence.


    "I''m hungry, so let''s go eat first," L said as she pressed the car key.


    The car she had just patted beeped in response.


    The expressions of the others changed.


    Jamie finally spoke up after a while. "Ms. Hart, are you like a secret millionaire or something?"


    L opened the car door with a radiant smile, illuminating the space around her. "Are we still going for spicy dishes?"


    "Of course!" Jamie responded enthusiastically, her mood lifting like a happy puppy.


    She also pulled Teddy along. "Get in the car quickly. Don''t dy my meal time!" With the car door shutting behind them, they drove off.


    The three left behind exchanged meaningful nces, their expressions a mix of surprise and intrigue.


    "How could L afford such a nice car? Has she hooked up with some rich guy?" Darcy was still a bit dazed.


    Her words suddenly reminded Dorian of what his assistant had mentioned about seeing L get out of a Maybach.


    He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking ominously under the pressure.


    Zara pressed her lips together. "No, that shouldn''t be the case. L isn''t that kind of person. She must have just made some money recently and bought a car for convenience."


    While it seemed like she was defending her, the hesitation in her tone couldn''t help but raise suspicions.


    Dorian didn''t notice her tone, but he did catch the mention of making money, which darkened his expression further.


    After all, no one knew better than him whether L had money over the years.


    The money they earned barely covered their expenses in the first three years. While stars made a lot, their spending was even greater. They had to buy their own gowns and spend money to build connections without sponsors.


    Only after he became a leading actor did they begin to earn some decent ie. L had not taken a single cent of his earnings to help him as she imed.


    Instead, she used the money she earned from her photography and directing for a small web series to support him.


    It could be said that L hadn''t saved a single penny while she was with him.


    After just a month apart, how could she afford a two-million-dor car?


    Dorian could think of no other possibility than that she had found herself a wealthy benefactor.


    Was she willing to degrade herself like this instead of just admitting her mistake to him?


    L should know very well that he would forgive her as long as she acknowledged her fault.


    Jamie sat in the passenger seat, gripping the seatbelt tightly until her palm began to sweat.


    She wanted to speak but kept holding back.


    Because L had repeatedly helped her, she looked at her favorably, and that affection continued to grow.


    "Just say what you want to," L said, fearing that the tension might push Jamie over the edge.


    "This car... it''s really expensive."


    Her words were quite tactful.


    L burst outughing. Her brows lifted in a bright smile. Her eyes sparkled, the little peach blossoms at the corners of her eyes slowly blooming, enticing those who looked upon her.


    Jamie momentarily lost herself in those enchanting eyes, staring nkly, unable to look away.


    "Don''t worry, it''s from a legitimate source. I haven''t sold myself."
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