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XXIII. Cabin
“Did you just change the car?” I asked the moment I stepped out of the building. A few of the passersby had stopped and gawked at the sleek and beautiful Lambo Killiad had changed to the car he usually drives.
“Do you like it?” His eyes were fixed on my face the whole time he rounded the car to get my small bag and opening the door for me.
Jaw-slacked, I stared at the interior in awe and amazement before I met his twinkling gray eyes. “Yes, but I don't really mind the other one.”
He shrugged his shoulder like it was not a big deal. “I want to impress you.” I stared at him, expecting to see arrogance and smugness seeping out but all I saw was his serious and expectant look.
I want to yell at him but at the same time, I was touched by his effort. Nobody wanted or had made an effort to impress me before. It was me who always chase someone for approval be it my clients, or my parents, or Brad, they are all the s
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