Chapter 395


    Her chest felt like it was stuffed with a wad of cotton with hidden razor des. With every breath, those


    invisible des seemed to stab right into her pounding heart.


    She clutched her chest, slowly squatting down.


    Momentster, an Aston Martin pulled up beside her.


    Paige thought she was in the way and tried to scoot back. Then she heard a pleasant voice say,


    “Paige.”


    Paige looked up to see Baillie sitting in the backseat.


    “Mr. Scott, you haven’t left yet?” Paige stood up, wearing a professional smile on her face.


    Baillie looked at her and asked, “Have you been crying?”


    Paige hesitated and wiped her eyes. “No…no, my eyes just get red easily when I drink too much. I’m


    fine.”


    “It’s hard to catch a cab at this time. Get in, I’ll give you a lift,” Baillie said.


    Paige was still cautious. Even if he was a handsome man, she couldn’t let her guard down.


    What if he was a psychopath who lured single women home to dismember them?


    When she was studying abroad, there was a serial killer like that in the opposite building.


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    “No, no, I don’t want to trouble Mr. Scott,” Paige waved her hand hurriedly. “I drove here, so I’ll just call


    a designated driver.”


    “In that case.” There was a hint of disappointment in Baillie’s eyes.


    “Yes.” Paige’s face hurt from smiling


    Baillie nodded, took out his phone and said, “Give me your Whatsapp number and let me know when


    you get home.”


    She quickly took out her phone and added him as a friend.


    His profile picture was a scenic photograph, which looked familiar to Paige. “Take care, Mr. Scott.”


    Before rolling up the car window, Baillie reminded her, “Don’t squat on the side of the road, it’s not


    safe.”


    Paige: “…”


    He sure was nosy!


    Her outward appearance remained cheerful. “I just sent off Mr. Hackett and hispanions. I’m


    heading to the garage now.”


    “Okay” Baillie replied.


    Then the Aston Martin drove off, leaving her behind.


    Paige stood there, watching the car disappear. Talking to him for a few moments had helped dissipate


    her sadness. She called a designated driver and got back to the vi before midnight.


    Ivy and Cory were returning to the ind tomorrow.


    At this time, the servants were still packing. It took them more than two days to arrange and put away


    all of the olddy’s clothes and jewelry, now they had to pack them up again.


    “I’ve only been back a few days and I’ve seen you drunk three times.” Hria sat on the sofa, smelling


    the alcohol on Paige, and frowned. “Girl, did you really go there for business, or did something happen


    and you deliberately got yourself wasted?”


    Paige’s business had been much more difficult in the beginning, but she had never seen her getting


    drunk like this back then. With the status of herpany today, she didn’t need to get wasted.


    “Don’t worry. I’m so tough, what could happen to me?” Paige smiled. “Not only did I do business


    tonight, but I also scored an extra bonus!”


    “What extra bonus?” Hria asked.


    “A super handsome guy.” Paige had a sly smile on her face. “Very tall, has a nice voice, and delicate


    hands with visible veins on the back.”


    “Well, has Paige finally fallen in love?” Hria teased.