Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 58

Her mind had been wandering just moments ago, so she hadn't even realized she was following the wrong person, simply trailing instinctively behind.

She hurried to catch up with Dominic's brisk stride. "Mr. Holloway, my car's in the lower parking lot. I can drive myself and meet you at the destination."

Dominic glanced at his watch, his brow furrowed. "Let Assistant Shaw drive your car over. I'm on a tight schedule."

Assistant Shaw stepped forward, all polite professionalism. "Miss Tremaine, may I have your keys, please?"

Cynthia nodded, a bit dazed, and fished her car keys from her purse, handing them over.

Assistant Shaw thanked her and walked off.

Dominic had already climbed into the car. The driver stood waiting beside the open door, gesturing for Cynthia to get in.

Pressing her lips together, Cynthia ducked inside and slid into the seat next to Dominic.

The driver gently shut the door behind her before returning to the front.

No sooner had the driver settled in than Dominic spoke quietly, "Get her an ice pack."

Cynthia quickly shook her head. "Oh, I don't eat ice cream."

Dominic glanced over at her, saying nothing.

The driver merely smiled and reached into the cooler between the front seats, pulling out an ice pack and handing it to her. "Miss Tremaine, here—you should put this on your face."

Cynthia's mouth dropped open slightly as embarrassment crashed over her. Only now did her cheek—barely sore a moment ago—start to burn.

Dominic must have some sort of curse: every time they met, he managed to hit her right in the pride.

She forced a laugh and took the ice pack with both hands. "Thank you."

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