When he looked at Michelle, he could see the traces of the members of Greenwoods in her face.
Her face was a combination of the best imaginable features.
She was so beautiful he couldn't help but stare at her.
Perhaps it was because he found her attractive or because he hadn't hooked up with anyone in a long
time.
He wanted to have her.
She was, after all, under his jurisdiction.
What kind of man would he be if he gave up on such an excellent woman? Michelle was barely
interested in listening to the people around her.
She could not stand this family's hypocrisy.
Impatient, she stood up.
"Grandpa, I have to perform an operation tomorrow.I need to get some sleep.I'll have to leave now,"she
said to Clay.
Before Clay could even respond, she got a hold of her bag and headed toward the door.
She knew they'd try to make her stay back.
To her surprise, it was Dustin who followed her.
Chasing after her, he called out, "Michelle! I promised your grandfather I'll drive you home.Slow down!"
She turned around and smiled at him.
Oh, that smile! It seemed to hit his heart like an arrow.
Her charm had no bounds.
"No, thanks, Mr.Dustin.I have to go to a friend's place to fetch something first.Thanks for the offer."
God seemed to be on her side.
She saw a taxi right at this moment and raised her hand to stop it.
Without another word to Dustin, she got in it and drove off.
Once the mansion was left way behind her and Dustin's figure receded enough to not be seen clearly
at all, she heaved a long sigh of relief.
She knew what their intentions were.
They wanted to send her home with Dustin because they wanted to make a gift out of her.
They wanted her to be Dustin's mistress, so she could be under his patronage and be reduced down to
a mere pawn for Greenwoods.
But she was no fool.She knew better.
Looking at the taxi driving away, Dustin snorted, coming to a stop.His stomach ached from all the
running.
Now he could only see the red tail lights.
"Well, well, don't take yourself so seriously, Michelle,"he said out loud.
'The only reason I'm after you is because you look like a goddess.'
"Oh, Mr.Dustin, you're so wrong about this.Michelle is a shy girl.You are just driving her away by
chasing her like this!"
It was Jolie who spoke.
She was walking leisurely toward him with her hands folded against her chest.
"Miss Coles,"said Dustin, out of breath.
Jolie was Clay's grand-daughter too.He wondered why she had followed him outside.
They weren't really friends.
"Keep in mind what I just said.Michelle is just too shy.She's been sensitive about her identity ever since
she was a child.She has a skeptical attitude toward Greenwoods.Even when we are being kind to her,
she is suspicious.And when we aren't good to her, she takes us for granted."
Dustin sniggered in disbelief.
"Oh, please do not laugh at what I said," retorted Jolie, smiling sheepishly.
"Sensitive about her identity?"
That was the only thing that rang in Dustin's ears.
He was rather reluctant to believe her.
"I'm sorry, I've said too much.Come in now.Your bag is still inside."
Jolie turned around and started walking toward the mansion.Her tone satirized how Dustin had
abandoned everyone in the house as he chased after Michelle.He was just another man who was
bewitched by a woman.
Walking in, Dustin pondered upon her words.
'What does she mean by 'sensitive about her identity'? Her parents died when she was young and all
she now has is Clay.
Is there something else I don't know? What do I care? I only need to care about her family.
Even if she is adopted, she can still be my beautiful mistress.
Back in the taxi, Michelle was unaware of the dirty thoughts that were going on in Dustin's mind.Even if
she found out, she would only feel helpless.
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