Chapter 133

Chapter 133:

A wealthy lady should have her own driver.

“Well, my driver should be here soon. You can go ahead,” Teresa said, flipping her long hair and feigning composure.

Liza responded with a hint of awe, “Wow, is this how the wealthy live? I’m so jealous, Teresa. Can you give me a ride? If your driver is coming, they must be driving some sort of exclusive luxury car.”

Teresa’s confident expression faltered. What did she just say? Was this woman used to taking advantage of others? How irritating!

Just as Teresa was about to dismiss Liza, a luxury car pulled up right in front of them.

“Wow, a limited edition Lamborghini! That’s amazing! It’s the first time I’ve seen such a luxury car.”

“Amazing! Look, someone is getting out. Oh my gosh!”

While everyone was marveling at the Lamborghini, a man emerged. He was dressed in a lavish, stylish suit, looking every bit the part of a dashing young protagonist from a TV drama. Many onlookers were taken aback by the sight, their eyes wide with awe.

He was strikingly handsome. Not just handsome—he was wealthy too!

Liza was dumbstruck, gazing at him in disbelief. Then, a realization seemed to hit her. “Teresa, he looks like he’s here for you. Is that your ride?”

That was when Teresa noticed the man was indeed looking her way. Her heart raced. Had he fallen for her? It had to be. She stood out the most in their group, dressed stylishly like someone from affluence. Any man would be ensnared by her.

With a blush, Teresa lowered her gaze.

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The man approached confidently. Everyone instinctively turned to look at Teresa. Oh, the thrill of it! Could Teresa be any happier?

From the corner of her eye, Teresa caught sight of the man’s long, straight legs and his gleaming shoes. He moved toward her, each step resonating with Teresa’s heartbeat. She couldn’t help but thrill at the thought. Was her dream of marrying into wealth about to come true?

As the man drew closer, Teresa couldn’t contain herself any longer. She lifted her head and said, “Hi!” She was not shy. She wanted to seize the moment.

Yet, the man bypassed her without a glance, heading straight for Madisyn, who stood behind the others.

He reached Madisyn, removed his coat, and draped it over her shoulders. “Have you finished your dinner?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go.”

Andrew took Madisyn’s hand, led her to the passenger side, and graciously opened the car door for her. As Madisyn entered, he carefully guided her head to prevent her from hitting the car roof.

It was like a scene from a TV drama unfolding right before their eyes.

The other women looked on with envy. “He’s here for Madisyn? Why her?” “How is Madisyn so lucky?” “Look at him. He must be wealthy.”

As the car pulled away, Teresa felt as if her heart had shattered.

After a few seconds, she regained her composure and said coldly, “She was just putting on a show. Did she fool everyone here? I know Madisyn well. She was once from a wealthy family, but it was soon revealed she was a fake. She was then disowned. Her real parents are just farmers. How could someone wealthy be interested in her?”

“Really?” Hearing about Madisyn’s backstory, everyone started to despise her more.

Liza adjusted her glasses and said, “So she arranged for someone to act just to appear wealthy in front of us? To maintain this facade of wealth, she must be spending a fortune. How foolish! She probably paid tens of thousands of dollars to rent the car and hire that guy. Has she even saved up a hundred thousand?”

Liza’s comment stung Teresa deeply. Damn it! Why did it seem like Liza was referring to her?

“I need to handle something. I have to leave now.” Teresa couldn’t bear to stay any longer and quickly exited.

“Hey, Teresa, your driver hasn’t arrived yet,” Liza called out, but Teresa hurried away.

In the Lamborghini, Andrew inquired, “How do you feel about the headquarters?”

After a moment’s reflection, Madisyn smiled and replied, “It’s quite interesting. Someone was putting on a show for me.”

Madisyn chose not to share the details, and Andrew didn’t press further. “How’s Howard doing now?”

“He should be recovering soon.”

“That’s good. Can I meet him once he’s better?” Andrew looked at her intently.

She sensed his underlying motive and asked, “You want to see Howard? Is there something you need?”

“We’re currently in need of talents in scientific research. Howard was a prominent figure in that field. I’d like him to join my company. We could benefit from collaborating.”

Madisyn thought it over. The Klein Group was a globally renowned entity.

“I’ll speak to him about it,” she said.

“Thank you, darling.” Andrew smiled warmly, his eyes radiating affection.

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