Chapter 402
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“No, they couldn’t bully me,” she said with a small laugh. “I’m no longer the little girl anyone can just push around.”
“Where are you now? I’ll come get you myself,” Dylan said, his voice tightening with concern. He was worried something might happen to Christina. Moreover, her voice sounded different from usual.
“Just walking a bit. Send the driver. I’ll text you the location,” Christina said softly.
“You’ve been drinking, haven’t you?” Dylan guessed.
Christina let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah, you caught me.”
“Is there a 24-hour store nearby? Wait inside—it’s not safe walking alone at night,” he said. He could tell she’d had more than a few sips, and the idea of her walking alone unsettled him.
“I’m still inside the neighborhood. It’s a wealthy area—should be safe,” she answered lightly.
“Then wait at the security booth by the gate. I’ll be there soon. Don’t wander off, okay?” Dylan said gently.
Christina gave a tinkling laugh when she heard his voice. “You know what? It sounds like you’re talking to a child right now.”
Dylan paused for a moment before saying, “Stay on the line with me. I’m already on my way.” He glanced coldly at the driver. “Faster.”
“I’ll send the location…” Christina began, but her words were cut off when a sports car pulled in front of her, blocking her path.
“Hey, gorgeous. You out here all alone?”
The sleek sports car rolled to a stop, and the two young men inside let their eyes rake over Christina without a shred of subtlety. One had the audacity to whistle—loud and crude.
Christina hadn’t ended the call, and on the other end, Dylan caught every sound. His jaw tightened, brows snapping together as his gaze darkened to glacial steel.
Just as Dylan was about to say something, the line suddenly went dead. A thud echoed in his chest, tight and urgent. For a heartbeat, he forgot that he’d seen Christina handle troublemakers at the bar before.
“Pull over. I’m driving,” Dylan said to the driver, his voice flat and thunderous.
The driver obeyed at once.
Dylan slid behind the wheel and slammed the accelerator, the engine growling in response.
The car sped off so fast that the driver, now in the passenger seat, felt as if his body had taken off, leaving his soul scrambling to catch up.
Back at the curb, Christina didn’t flinch. She stood still, her expression carved from ice. A faint flush colored her cheeks from the alcohol, and her narrowed eyes glinted with a sultry edge. She didn’t speak or blink. She gave nothing away with her blank face.
Yet somehow, the two men felt their hearts thudding wildly, as though she’d cast a silent spell over them.
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