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Faye lowered her gaze, biting her lip, and remained silent. Her slightly dazed expression made it clear that she
was still under the influence of alcohol.
Belinda stepped in with quiet authority. “Lucas. Whatever you have to say, save it for tomorrow when she’s
sober. Right now, she just needs to get home.”
Lucas didn’t argue. Since Belinda had said so, he complied. He cast another glance down at Faye and asked
coldly, “Can you walk on your own?”
Faye remained motionless for nearly ten excruciating seconds before her body finally responded to her
desperate commands. She struggled with tremendous effort, attempting to lift herself from the floor.
Despite her relentless determination, she discovered that standing was utterly impossible. Her expression
twisted with frustration.
Lucas observed her humiliating predicament with detached interest, then gestured toward the bartender who
was hovering nearby. “Could you please helpget her to my car?” he said politely.
His courteous tone shocked everyone in the bar. The bartender’s eyes widened with visible surprise, but he
quickly recovered and nodded with eager agreement. “Absolutely.”
The moment Faye heard Lucas’ words, her body froze. She hadn't anticipated that even in her current vulnerable
state, Lucas would refuse to help her up personally or carry her to his car. Instead, he had chosen to ask a
stranger to do it.
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Why? Was he so determined to avoid any physical interaction between them?
“Miss Sandoval, please allowto help you rise,” the bartender said in a respectful tone, crouching down to
provide his assistance.
But the instant his hand made contact with her trembling form, Faye violently shoved it away with surprising
force.
“Don’t touch me!” she exclaimed, her voice razor-sharp.
The bartender hadn't prepared himself for her sudden, explosive outburst. Her aggressive shove sent him
stumbling backward, and he collapsed onto the floor.
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He quickly scrambled back to his feet, and as he extended his hand once again to offer help, Faye’s reaction
escalated with even more intense hostility.
“Get away from me! Don’t you dare lay a finger on me!”
The bartender hesitated, clearly at a loss. He turned to Lucas with a resigned expression.
Lucas remained silent. He simply maintained his position, his glacial stare fixed unwaveringly on Faye, who
continued sitting on the floor in stubborn defiance.
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Belinda was also looking at Faye. She
refrained from utter 43 single Word,
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a faint, unmistakably mocking smile.
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She waited with desperate hope for Lucas to eventually compromise, to help her.
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