Chapter 1142 Getting a Lift
Cherise's lips tightened in acknowledgment, nodding solemnly. "I'm not attempting to interfere... I'm simply worried she may
endure heartache..."
Settling into his embrace, she spoke softly of Lucy before succumbing to slumber.
Damien released a gentle sigh, tenderly cradling her in his arms as she drifted off to sleep.
Whether Lennon and Lucy could repair their relationship and move forward was something that only the flow of twould tell.
Recollections of Lennon's earnest words echoed in Damien's mind, spoken during his endeavor to ingratiate himself into the
Belcourt family.
"lI am indebted to Lulu in ways beyond measure in this lifetime."
"But one cannot exist solely for their own sake."
"My dad and mom are anticipating my pursuit of justice for their sake, and if Lulu... if she finds no happiness with me, then | shall
release her."
With a heavy heart, Damien's eyelids fluttered to close in quiet resignation.
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Throughout his interactions with Lennon, Damien bore witness to his unyielding resolve.
Lennon appeared to have cast aside all other concerns, wholly consumed by his singular purpose.
He was whollymitted, wagering everything he possessed for this critical moment.
Nobody could deter him.
"Where you headed?"
As the first echo of birds signaled the start of the day, Colin went down the flight of stairs, impeccably dressed. He realized then
that Lucy was already downstairs, clad in a sleek, tailored black suit, evidently ready to depart.
Colin's eyes widened as he regarded her with surprise. "What's the outfit for..."
In his recollection, Lucy typically favored a casually alluring style, yet today, she appeared remarkably modest and dignified.
"Yesterday, | landed a job. | start work today."
Lucy stood at the doorway, looking up at Colin on the second-floor landing, and asked, "So how is it? Would my outfit pass?"
Dressed in a sleek black mini skirt paired with a matching black blazer, her figure exuded a sense of elegance and allure. The
stockings accentuated her long, slender legs, adding to her captivating presence.
Colin's breath caught in his throat as he stammered, "You... you look stunning."
A pleased smile graced Lucy's lips as she responded, "That's good to hear!"
Lucy smiled warmly as she reached for her bag, intending to swap her shoes.
As she prepared to depart, she paused as though recalling something and pivoted around, meeting Colin's gaze with a gentle
expression. "You'll be driving to yourpany, right? It appears to be en route. Would you be willing to givea ride?"
Stunned by her request, Colin hesitated momentarily before nodding enthusiastically. "Sure!"
Agreeing, he promptly trailed after Lucy, his breakfast otten in the rush of the moment.
The road to the event management firm happened to be on the spath that led to the Gray Group.
Yesterday, Cherise and Lucy embarked on a series of interviews with variouspanies. Little did they know, the event
management firm they ultimately landed at was nestled on the sstreet as the Gray Group.
As Lucy stepped out of the car, her gaze alighted upon a quaint cafe in the distance.
Having spent the morning engrossed in preparations without having a chance to eat, the sight of the cafe elicited a faint growl!
from her stomach.
Glancing at the time, Lucy noted that she was still early. There would still be stleft, even after they eat something.
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She pivoted her body to Colin with a smile. "Your stomach must be growling, right? As a gesture of gratitude for the lift, breakfast is
on me!"
Colin was taken aback but swiftly exited the car. "Lettake care of breakfast today. It's been stsince we had breakfast
together."
"Ooh, alright then! It's not every day that President Colin extends such an invitation. | wouldn't dream of turning it down!" Lucy
responded, her spirits lifted.
With lively conversation, Lucy and Colin entered the cafe.
The early hours found the café draped in a tranquil ambiance, its spacious interior echoing with hushed murmurs. Lucy and Colin
stood poised at the entrance, greeted by an intimate setting scarcely disturbed by the presence of another couple nestled by the
window.
That particular couple...
Lucy's gaze collided with theirs, transforming her pupils into silts. Yet, in the blink of an eye, she masked any hint of difort
with a radiant smile, entwining her arm with Colin's.
"Darling," she murmured, her voice a soft caress, "I'm yearning for something sweet this morning."
Beside him, the woman emanated a delicate aura, her form intertwined with his, radiating both warmth and a distinct fragrance.