Chapter 592 Sit On The Car Roof


    Inside the car, Wesley''s phone rang. Though he was driving, he still answered it. "Uncle Wesley."


    Megan was on the other end of the line and she sounded like she had a lot of time on her hand.


    "Hmm?" Wesley asked in an absent-minded tone.


    "I''m ready. When are you going to be here to pick me up? By the way, I haven''t had supper yet. Would


    you like to choose the menu tonight?" Her cheerful voice made ir''s face turn a sullen shade. She


    didn''t want Megan intruding their time.


    After some consideration, Wesley said apologetically, "Megan, I''m busy right now. Can you ask Wood


    to drive you to my apartment? I''ll ask a chef to cook for you."


    Megan seemed rather disappointed when she heard that. "But Uncle Wesley, you said you''d have


    supper with me. I don''t wanna dine alone. Are you still busy working?"


    "No, Megan. But I am driving right now."


    Megan paused for a while and then continued, "Uncle Wesley, if you don''t have anything urgent, will


    you please, please pick me up so I can stay with you. I swear I won''t cause you any trouble. I''ll be a


    good girl. I just don''t want to be alone. None of my ssmates is willing to hang out with me. I feel so


    bored. Please...Uncle Wesley." She began to y cute and sweet.


    ir couldn''t bear it any longer. "Stop the car!" she demanded in a voice that cut across the hum of the


    engine and reached Megan''s side.


    Megan asked curiously, "Uncle Wesley, who is with you?"


    "It''s me, ir," ir responded coldly.


    "Ah, I remember you. You are Uncle Wesley''s neighbor. Uncle Wesley, I want to meet ir too. Please


    "Hmm," Wesley finally agreed, and Megan hung up with a cheerful ton of thanks.


    ir was really annoyed. ''She''s a bitch!'' she thought.


    Wesley turned the car around and began to drive towards a high-ss housing estate. When they were


    driving past a convenience store, ir suddenly said, "You go and pick her up. I''m thirsty. I''m going to


    buy a bottle of water."


    Wesley pulled over and watched as she got out of the car.


    Buying the water only took a couple of minutes, but Wesley returned only after ten minutes, stopping


    the car beside ir.


    She reached out her hand to open the passenger door casually, but the window rolled down, revealing


    Megan''s smug face.


    "Hi, ir! Uncle Wesley told me that you were sitting in the passenger seat. But I get carsick if I sit in


    the back seat. I''m sorry. Will you please sit in the back seat?" Megan asked in a soft voice and shed


    an apologetic smile, which made ir sick to her core.


    She looked at the girl, her face deadpan. Since she had already decided to give up on Wesley, she


    didn''t need to care about his feelings anymore. "Sit on the car roof! You won''t get carsick then," she


    mocked.


    She had always sat in the passenger seat of Wesley''s car. Now the seat was taken by this bitch! ir


    was pissed right now, and the anger was clouding her brains.


    Feeling awkward, Megan turned towards Wesley and asked with a pout, "Uncle Wesley, does ir


    dislike me? I think I''d better get out of the car."


    Before Wesley could answer, ir interrupted them, "You don''t need to leave. Just remember to sit on


    the car roof next time. You won''t get carsick and you can savor the view on the way. A good idea,


    huh?" After saying that, she walked towards the back of the car. No! She was not going to sit in the


    back seat. Instead, she was nning on getting her suitcase from the trunk.


    Megan stuck out her tongue and made a face. Wesley waspletely bbergasted. Just what the hell


    was wrong with this woman?


    ir tried to lift the cover of the trunk, but it was locked. She was already in a very bad mood, and this


    did not help. "Wesley Li, open the fucking cover!" she shouted.


    Wesley didn''t respond. He had no idea how to and didn''t know why ir was so angry. After all, he was


    extremely slow in love affairs.


    Megan kept quiet too. Deep inside, she was d the two of them were fighting.


    ir kicked the tire angrily and went back to the passenger seat again. Through the car window, she


    roared at Wesley, "Are you trying to make fun of me?"


    "No," Wesley responded shortly. He simply didn''t want her to leave, so he decided to detain her


    suitcase.


    ir snorted. ''Maybe I''m too much of an easygoing person around him, so he thinks he can bully me.''


    She took a deep breath, looked Wesley in the eye and told him, "I''m used to sitting in the passenger


    seat. And I prefer that only! Ask her to sit in the back or give me my suitcase and I am leaving right


    now."


    Hearing that, Wesley got out of the car. ir and Megan both thought that he was going to fetch ir''s


    suitcase for her. For a moment, ir was so disappointed she wanted to cry. However, Wesley went to


    the passenger side of the car and opened the door. "Megan, she is acting weird today. You go sit in the


    back."


    The two girls widened their eyes. Now both Megan and ir were pissed. The former hadn''t expected


    that Wesley would choose ir over her.


    As for ir, she was furious at his words. ''I''m acting weird? Ugh! He is such an idiot! He doesn''t even


    know why I''m angry.''


    Megan kept quiet, nodded unwillingly, and got out of the car.


    Wesley scooped ir up as he always did, put her in the passenger seat, fastened the seatbelt for her


    and closed the door. To be honest, he was also fed up but was too much of a gentleman to say


    something. Then he got into the driver''s seat and started the engine.


    On their way, Wesley and Megan chatted from time to time, but ir kept on ying with her phone. It


    was almost as if she had hired a taxi and the driver didn''t exist for her.


    When Wesley reached the ZL Group building, he stopped at the entrance.


    ''What is he doing here?'' ir wondered. Wesley''s actions were curious; he got out of the car, trotted


    towards a man, took a bunch of keys from him and then discussed something with him for a while


    beforeing back. However, ir did not ask him anything.


    She had already made up her mind not to.


    "Uncle Wesley, was that Emmett? Is something wrong?" Megan asked.


    "No, it''s nothing. I had something to talk with him. It''s all done now," Wesley answered simply. Megan


    didn''t press further.


    ir could see that Wesley was not heading to Queen''s Road. Instead, it seemed like he was driving


    towards the Hillside Apartments. She was too angry to say anything right now. Her entire ns had


    been disrupted and her mood destroyed. Pretty soon, her suspicions were confirmed when Wesley''s


    car entered the Hillside Apartments.


    He pulled up before the building where his apartment was, and stopped the engine. That was his style


    —never leave the engine running. Before getting out of the car, he told ir, "Wait for me here. I''ll be


    back after settling her up."


    ir didn''t respond. In fact, she didn''t even raise her head. Her brain was rushing, though.


    As soon as the two of them were out of sight, she called Hartwell. "Hi Hartwell, are you busy right


    now?"


    "No, I just finished. What''s up?" From his voice, it was clear that he was tired.


    "Umm, here''s the thing. I want to borrow some money," ir said with an awkward smile.


    "No problem." Hartwell was as ready as ever. "How much do you need?"


    "$300, 000."


    "$300, 000? What''s wrong? Is everything okay?" Hartwell felt worried for her.


    "No, no. I''m fine. I''m just in urgent need of the money. It''s fine if you don''t have it right now. I


    understand." She wasn''t going to tell Hartwell that she needed to pay it back to Wesley. He would only


    get angry.


    Hartwell didn''t want her to get involved with Wesley. She hadn''t even told Hartwell that she had been


    living in Niles'' apartment for a while now.


    "Don''t worry. I''ve got you covered. I''ll ask Joslyn to wire it to you tomorrow."


    "Thanks a lot, Hartwell. Hey, you need to go to bed early. Good night."


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    "Good night."


    Just at that moment, Wesley came into view. ir heaved a sigh of relief since Hartwell had promised


    to lend her the money without asking too many questions and before Wesley hade down.


    She could now pay Wesley back as soon as she got the money. As for Hartwell, she could take her


    time to repay him.


    When Wesley got into the driver''s seat, he saw that ir was still busy ying on her phone. Sure that


    she wouldn''t talk to him anyway, he kept silent and started the car.