Anna Green only felt like she was going to vomit. Today, she had intended to use this incident to make everyone in Vivian Thornecroft’s circle thoroughly hate Bella Green, but she never expected things to develop .
Perhaps, Bella Green was just pretending? Maybe there was no such driver at all?
Thinking this, she felt slightly relieved. This date was clearly something Bella Green made up on the spot.
"In that case, I’ll go out with you, otherwise I won’t be at ease."
Should she try to find an opportunity to call a driver now?
But in reality, Anna Green didn’t even give her the chance to make a phone call.
Originally, it was just Anna Green and Daniel Green accompanying Bella Green outside, but others wanted to join the fun to see if someone would actually come to pick up Bella Green.
A crowd of people followed them out.
Bella Green’s smile stiffened slightly. If she had known Mrs. Bennett was so troublesome, she would’ve preferred to call that idiot Joanna Ramsey instead of her!
Bella Green glanced over at Vivian Thornecroft, who hadn’t said a word the entire time, her eyes flashing with rejection and disgust.
She couldn’t quite figure out this man. His cold-eyed observation of her and Anna Green’s rivalry made her feel like she was performing a monkey show, and he was just the spectator.
Watching her and Anna Green’s awkward and laughable impromptu act.
The group arrived at the hotel entrance, with five minutes left of the ten-minute interval.
Bella Green’s hands felt cold, feeling she was completely set up by Mrs. Bennett. Ten minutes? It would take at least forty minutes to get from the Bennett Family’s old house to here!
Anna Green glanced at Bella Green, who was pretending to be calm, rolled her eyes, and softly walked over to Vivian Thornecroft’s side, taking his arm.
"Vivian, I’m a little worried," she said with a worried expression.
"Hmm?" The man lowered his head, a gentle smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Bella, she seems to hold a grudge against me, even going as far as to tell such a big lie..." Anna Green grew agitated but stopped herself in the nick of time, wearing a troubled look.
Vivian Thornecroft reached out to touch her forehead, but his gaze remained fixed on the girl not far away, who was as thin as a young boy, his eyes cold like an icy glaze, but his words were incredibly gentle.
He seemed to seamlessly blend the contradictory qualities of winter and summer into one.
"Irrelevant people don’t matter."
It wasn’t loud amidst the clamor outside the hotel, yet it coincidentally pierced clearly into Bella Green’s eardrums.
Her breath hitched. She knew she shouldn’t let these two people disturb her mind, yet she couldn’t help the pang in her heart.
After all, he was the man who had lived in her heart for more than ten years, even though one day she found out he was a scumbag.
But once roots have grown and sprouted, trying to gouge them out would be as painful as scraping bones to remove the flesh...
At this moment, the ten minutes had passed, but Bella Green’s mind was occupied solely with the man’s words, and she had even forgotten how to handle the impending turmoil.
"Oh my God, is that a customized Rolls-Royce Phantom?"
Someone exclaimed, drawing everyone’s attention.
They saw an exceptionally noble and luxurious silver Phantom slowly arrive at the entrance of Brocade City Grand Hotel.
Almost instantly, it captured the eyes of everyone present.
"Oh my goodness, who is this? This car must cost tens of millions. Which influential person in Brocade City has this kind of clout?"