Chapter 11

I forgot that I left my car in the parking lot of the hotel earlier and I was dragged here.

"Raphael, you bastard!!!" I said because he could just take me back there. As you all know, I am a public figure right now and showing myself in the public can get me into a mess.

"Why are you calling me?" a cold baritone voice asked, and I looked up to see him. He really is well groomed. I just don't like that he is so arrogant. He has everything except for his attitude and temper.

"Well, could you lend me a car-- or accompany me to the hotel, because I left my car there," I said and tried to smile as innocently as I could.

"Are you sure you want to go back there? The reporters sure will flop on you."

"I know that, just drive for me," I said and hugged myself. It is indeed getting cold here and I did not even bring a jacket with me. It was all in my car-- my jacket and shoes. The heels I'm wearing right now are not helping with the cold.

I gritted my teeth and started trembling. Why is it so