Emily nestled in Lucas's arms in the sightseeing bus. It had taken her ages, but she finally got him to come out to the resort with her.
She knew Lucas had been pissed at her ever since that night when Sophia schemed against her, and she ended up having a thing with David.
She wanted to make it up to Lucas, so she'd booked a hotel at the resort-hoping they could let loose for a few days, just the two of them, without a shred of shame.
She was determined-there was no way she couldn't coax him back.
"Lucas, I heard this is the VIP fishing spot. Try to catch a few more fish later, and tonight I'll grill them for you myself," Emily said, her voice sweet and full of anticipation.
Lucas's feelings for Emily were a tangled mess.
They'd been childhood friends for over twenty years, but now, to Lucas, Emily was more like something he couldn't really enjoy, yet he couldn't just walk away from her either.
There wasn't any real satisfaction left anymore, but to give up on her felt like too much of a waste.
Lucas glanced at the driver up front and spoke in a low, detached tone,
"Sit properly. Don't embarrass us in front of others."
Emily was pushed back by Lucas. She was tempted to shamelessly lean on him again, but her pride wouldn't let her risk the rejection.
She ground her teeth in irritation.
She thought, 'Lucas really is fed up with me now.
Emily looked up and noticed some people already camping out by the lake in the distance.
Emily frowned and questioned the driver, "Isn't this supposed to be the VIP fishing area? Why are there outsiders hanging around?"
The driver looked baffled. He replied, "Ms. Evans, I'm really not sure."
"I paid for the whole VIP section, and now there are random people here? You can't just tell me you don't know. Get the resort manager over here right now-I want an explanation," Emily demanded, her voice sharp and impatient.
The driver sneered to himself, 'Just another plaything who clawed her way up by sleeping around, and now she thinks she can boss me?'
He ignored her and said, "Maybe they paid more than you did, or maybe they're way more important than you think."
"What did you say?" Emily snapped, her eyes flashing with anger.
The driver wasn't about to put up with her attitude. He said, "Ms.

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