He saw the anger blazing in Faye Townsend’s eyes.
This Hunter Warren, does he want to stir up trouble?
"I heard that Second Master Warren doesn’t actually like our Faye, so you haven’t even touched her.
How can she be considered ’used’ then?
Besides, even if you truly had used her, so what?
Using and then discarding her would only prove that Second Master Warren is wealthy in this regard.
In this respect, I am not as wealthy as Second Master Warren, so I would not waste such a treasure."
Faye Townsend inwardly cheered herself on, yes, let’s infuriate Hunter Warren.
But Hunter Warren seemed to have anticipated Oliver Turner’s words, so he didn’t show any displeasure.
"Rumors are always half true, half false. Director Turner, who is often in the center of gossip, wouldn’t you know this?"
Oliver Turner’s hand tightened slightly on Faye’s shoulder, pulling her closer to him.
"So, darling, it seems we need to test it out tonight. I need to verify if Second Master Warren’s words are true or false.
Second Master Warren, I have some matters to attend to, so I won’t keep you for idle chat. Farewell."
Hunter Warren frowned as he watched Faye being taken away by Oliver Turner.
His heart was a mix of joy and worry.
Joy because she had previously lied to him, she hadn’t slept with Oliver Turner, otherwise Oliver wouldn’t need to verify her tonight.
Worry because... what will they do tonight.
As the two entered the elevator, Faye turned her head to him, slightly shaking her shoulder: "He’s not here, we don’t need to continue acting."
"How can this be acting? Don’t you think this is a genuine expression of emotions?"
Faye turned her head with a wry smile: "A genuine expression of emotions, huh.
I truly don’t know when we had any real feelings in between us."
"Don’t you know that friendship is also a kind of emotion?"
Faye raised her brows slightly and nodded: "That’s a good point; I’m being superficial."
"So tonight, are we going to your place or mine?"
"What?" Faye looked up at him in surprise.
Oliver Turner arched his brow: "I thought you were a smart person."
But Faye’s brows knitted tightly: "I thought you were joking."
"Who said I was joking?
With this kind of thing, how could I joke around.
I think it’s necessary to checkmate Hunter Warren."
Faye felt a bit unhappy in her heart, so the price is to sacrifice her?
Men really know how to play.
"Tonight, I’ll come to your house, leave the door open for me.
This time, don’t make me face a closed door again.
Oliver Turner playfully tapped her nose.
That hint of affection made Faye’s heart uneasy.
How strange, she didn’t like the way Oliver was looking at her at that moment.
It was as if she was just a prey waiting to be captured.
Faye had her dinner at four o’clock.
She thought about how to wander around to avoid meeting Oliver that night.
After thinking it over, she really thought of a good place to go.
She packed a few clothes and left the house.
As soon as she started the car, her phone began ringing inside her black leather bag. She took out her phone and saw it was an unknown number.
"Hello, is this Miss Faye Townsend?"
"I’m a courier from Yunnan Road Post Office. We have a package for you. You’ll need to bring valid ID to collect it."
Faye was momentarily stunned; she didn’t have the habit of online shopping: "Package? Who’s the sender?"
"Oh, I see, I’ll head there now."
She tossed her phone back into her bag and drove toward the post office.