Chapter 1011 Send Me Home


    J scanned the area again with raised eyebrows of suspicion. People were constantly entering


    and exiting the banquet hall. She did not know any of these people and did not recognize any of


    their faces.


    No one else seemed suspicious as she looked around. She then thought she was probably


    imagining things since she was tired.


    J, who was feeling much better now, got to her feet and looked at Derek. "You continue to


    socialize. I will wait for my bodyguard by the door."


    "To be honest, I would rather leave as well. We should go together." Derek followed J out. The


    moment Derek stepped out of the door, a crowd of fans surrounded him.


    A fan said, "Derek, can you sign autographs for us?" "We have been waiting for you here for a long


    time." Derek took the postcards from his fans. Immediately after putting his signature on two


    postcards, Wilder interrupted. Wilder apologized, saying, "I apologize to everyone. But Derek still


    needs to get some work done. He cannot stay here for too long."


    Immediately after that, Wilder pulled Derek and said in a low voice, "I''ll stop the fans for you. You go


    first."


    At this moment, a luxury convertible car driven by Mesue pulled up at the door. She waved to J


    and said, "This way."


    J opened the car door and got in the car. After that, Mesue turned on the engine. Suddenly,


    Derek jumped into the car quickly, putting his hands on the door frame for bnce, and then leaned


    back against the seat. "The convertible is so beautiful. Please give me a ride. I appreciate it."


    "You are the most cheeky person I have ever met." J groaned and shook her head in


    frustration.


    Derek did not pay any attention to what J said. He prodded Mesue''s shoulder lightly and


    smiled. "Miss, if you could kindly drive. Thank you."


    Dissatisfied, Mesue looked at Derek and said, "This is not a taxi. Please go out."


    "J and I are good friends. Stop treating me so rudely. Also, you can''t go anywhere if you do not


    drive immediately," Derek said slowly.


    There were so many fans of Derek that Wilder could not stop them all on his own. A lot of them had


    come over with the banner already.


    "Please drive on, Mesue. Let''s go to a quiet ce and let Derek get out of the car there," said J


    hopelessly.


    Derek was right. It would be difficult for them to leave if his fans surrounded the car. J was


    trying to avoid making things worse.


    After getting the order, Mesue started driving, and the silver-gray convertible car drove away into


    the night.


    While in the car, J looked at Derek and said, "The coast''s clear. I will ask Mesue to stop the car


    so you can get out. There are bus stations and subway stations nearby. You can get home by


    yourself."


    Derek stood up straight in shock. "I have never taken a bus or subway in my whole life. Leaving me


    like this is the same as abandoning me in the middle of nowhere."


    With a headache, J rubbed between her eyebrows and said, "You also have another choice.


    Just call Wilder. There is a park not too far away, and there are not many people around this time.


    Tell Wilder to go there. We can drop you off there." Derek screamed. There was a brief moment of


    despair in his eyes as he looked at the cold J next to him. "Why are you being so repulsive to


    me? You seem to be in a rush to get rid of me. Remember, we are friends here."


    J seemed rxed. "Please understand me if you think of me as your friend. Because of the


    recent scandals of me and Draco having an affair, I have been the focus of the gossip by the


    paparazzi. It will only make it look like I am indeed a flirtatious woman if they see me with you."


    Understanding J''s concerns helped Derek feel better.


    It turned out she did not actually hate him but feared what others might say about them.


    Derekughed and said, "I didn''t expect you, an unpopr designer, to be more vignt than me, a


    famous model."


    Many young female models had previously tried to start rumors with Derek, but he always shut


    them down.


    He did not think J would try to avoid him. The more Derek considered it, the less he wanted to


    let go of it.


    Was J the woman he was supposed to miss out on?


    He ced his hands on the back of his head and looked at J sitting next to him. J''s


    beautiful features were continually dazzled by the road''s marbled lights. Her expressions were


    usually nonchnt. He was curious whether she would reveal her true beauty and charm to


    Brandon in private.


    "I have a headache, J. I drank way too much just now. Please drop me off at my house." Derek


    put his hand to his forehead and fell on J''s shoulder.


    J gently shoved Derek''s head away and warned, "Behave yourself, or I''ll kick you out of the car


    now!" He covered his face and let out a snort.


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    It was alreadyte, so J called Brandon.


    "That''s right, Brandon. I am on my way home." She nced at Derek and added, "But I am kind of


    in trouble. You might have to wait a while for me."


    Derek was upset by J''s sneaky expression. Did she not want Brandon to know he was here so


    much?


    Derek leaned over and cut in on purpose with a sly look. "Who are you talking with on the phone? Is


    it the old man, Brandon?"


    In his office, Brandon''s face got darker. "The voice was definitely Derek''s. What the heck is going on


    here? Are you with him now?"