Chapter 75
Chapter 75
“Shouldn’t she be staying at Vada’s place now? Her clothes should be in Vada’s apartment. Why did
Paul bring her clothes here?”
While he was thinking, Megan had already taken the clothes that Paul handed over and skillfully
put them on.
At this time, a tissue appeared in Paul’s hand. He gently wiped away the tears on her face carefully.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Megan took the tissue from him and wiped it herself.
Another gust of cold wind blew her hair high into the air.
Paul took a step to the side and shielded her from the wind with his body.
She was heartbroken. Someone took the opportunity to give her warmth and caring, and then…
Leo threw away the cigarette in his hand, pushed the door open, and walked over quickly.
Paul was the first to notice his footsteps and was a little surprised. “What a coincidence! Why is Mr.
Mayor here so late at night?”
Leo ignored him and looked straight at Megan. “Come with me. I’ll send you back.”
Megan took a step back. “You’re the boss, not a designated driver. I don’t need you to drive me.”
Leo was so angry that he laughed. After all, they had been together for three years. What she said was
exactly the same as what he had said.
He took a deep breath. “I’ll ask you again. Do you want to go with me or with him?”
“Doesn’t Mr. Mayor have a beautiful woman at home? Every minute of the night is precious. I wish you
a good night.”
“Megan, let me give you a piece of advice. While I’m still willing to cooperate with you, you’d better not
go too far. Be careful not to mess it up.”
Megan frowned and said, “I don’t understand. Why do you always say that I’m playing tricks? Yes, I’m
indeed in a bad mood today. But I didn’t call you or tell you where I was. I never thought of asking you
to come. What tricks did I play?”
“You didn’t call me. The bartender called. Didn’t you ask him to do that?”
Megan replied, “Which bartender? Let’s go back and find him to confront right now. If it’s my order, I’ll
never achieve anything in my life!”
Leo was well aware that Megan was not a social climber who was willing to attach herself to a man.
Her career ambition was not much weaker than his. It was just that she had been willing to stay in
the position of secretary for these years. If it weren’t for the fact that she wanted to stay by her side,
she would have made some achievements long ago.
The curse was not a small matter for her.
Leo hesitated. “You really didn’t ask the bartender to call me? You knew that I was going to spend the
night with Sasha. You didn’t do anything but get drunk?”
“Mr. Mayor, is there a possibility that I didn’t come to get drunk because of you?”
Leo frowned and looked at Paul. “It’s not because of me, but because of Paul?”
“Mr. Travis is now my boss. I’m worried about his job, and I’ve been under a lot of pressure recently, so
I came out to drink to vent my pressure.”
“Very good,” he sneered. “In that case, you really don’t have to come back in the future. It’s useless
for you to beg me.”
“Okay, take care, Mr. Mayor. Goodbye.”
Leo strode back to his car. The door was slammed with a loud bang, and the engine was roaring. He
quickly left, and the exhaust gas rushed towards her and Paul’s faces.
Paul quickly stuffed her into the car, but he didn’t dodge in time and inhaled a lot of dust.
When Megan saw this, she wanted to open the car door and get out. However, as soon as she opened
the door a little, she was pressed back down by Paul. “Sit down. It is better than we all inhale the
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When he got into the car, Megan felt a little guilty. She took out a tissue to wipe the dust off his face
and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Travis, for getting you involved in my private affairs.”
Paul smiled gently and said, “Vada’s WhatsApp is like a machine gun, giving me a headache. I
happened to be working nearby, so I came to pick you up by the way. By the way, didn’t you ask Leo to
pick you up?”
“It should be the bartender. I don’t know.” Megan was a little annoyed. “But he’s not the first one in
my contact list.”
“Maybe… you set up a shortcut key for him?”
She shook her head. “No.”
There had been one in the past, but she had canceled it after leaving him.
“Then it must be the call history, right? Or maybe it was just a coincidence.”
It occurred to Megan that he and Sasha had both called her in the evening, using his mobile phone.
That seemed to be the case.
“What’s wrong with you?” Paul slowly started the car. “After getting along with you for a few days, you
should know what you’re doing. Even if you’re in a bad mood and want to drink, you should have
arranged it properly in advance. Why are you out of control today?”
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