Chapter fifty-nine :Be My Protector

Lilly looked around to check if the man was referring to someone else, but all she got was stares from people who thought she was insane.

“Me?” she asked, pointing a finger at herself.

“Yes, get in,” the man said before getting into his Bugatti Veyron.

‘why will he want someone like me in his car?’ Lilly thought, besides, she had never heard of Authur Maxwell.

“Will she shamelessly get into Mr Maxwell’s car?”

“Omg, she’s going inside”

“What a gold-digger”

“It must feel so good to be inside a Bugatti Veyron”

‘Mr Maxwell?’ Lilly muttered under her breath. Was that the man’s name? Why did people whisper quietly when she passed? They also seemed to be scared of him.’

She made up her mind to defend herself if the need arose.

Authur noticed her fragile frame. She looked to be his age. He called her into the car just so she could get away from the people aside. They might try to gossip about her or make trash-talk her if he was away, and somehow the thought of it made his heart ache.

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