His Coy Lover

“Burton, I’m outside and can’t talk too much with you. I’ll hang up first.”

Elle looked around anxiously, fearing that her conversation with Burton might be overheard by someone.

“If there’s anything you need help from the Roscente, feel free to ask. I still have some rights in the Roscente. After all, I’m still the successor candidate.”

Regardless, she was still the potential successor to the Roscente.

As for Zelda…

Even if Zelda really entered the Roscente Group, with Elle around, she wouldn’t let Zelda become powerful.

“Thank you.”

Burton thanked her, and after Elle hung up, he took a deep breath. He had initially thought of calling his mother and scolding her, but he gave up and didn’t immediately contact Zelda to explain.

Zelda’s changes a lot, catching him off guard. He seriously suspected that Zelda had been replaced by someone else.

He was afraid that if he called Zelda now, she wouldn’t answer his calls.

Maybe it was better to first resolve the crisis at Lowell, and then find a way to comfort Zelda.

As soon as Zelda returned home, she received a call from her friend Cindy.

“Zelda, I’m back! Just got off the plane. Do you want to come pick me up? I brought a lot of delicious food and fun things for you.”

Cindy had been traveling, buying local specialties at each destination to bring back for Zelda.

“You finally decided to come back. You heartless person, you didn’t even tell me you were traveling. If you had, I promise we would have gone on a spontaneous trip together.”

Cindy giggled and teased, “Is it me who’s heartless, or is it you who’s heartless? Your entire heart is focused on Burton. You only go on trips with Burton and never with me. You’re a person who prioritizes romance over friendship. ”

“Now that I’m back to my senses, wait for me at the airport. I’ll come pick you up.”

Cindy laughed, “Okay, I’ll wait for you at the airport. Drive safely, don’t rush. I’m not in a hurry, and I’m hungry. I can eat something while waiting for you.”

“I know, don’t worry. My driving skills are excellent.”

Cindy: “…”

Zelda’s driving skills were indeed impressive. When in a hurry, riding in her car felt like being on a plane, enough to scare someone’s heart out.

After ending the call with her friend, Zelda ignored her mother’s warning and went back to her room to get the car keys. She took her mother’s BMW and happily set off to the airport to pick up Cindy.

As she exited the villa, Elle happened to come face to face with her.

“Zelda, where are you going?”

“None of your business.”

Zelda stepped on the accelerator, and the car zoomed away, leaving Elle far behind.

The roads in the villa area had many intersections, and vehicles often suddenly appeared.

Driving fast here was risky, and speeding could lead to accidents.

But that was exactly what Zelda did.

When she left home and saw that the road ahead had no vehicles, she enjoyed the thrill of speeding. Her speed increased more and more.

At a bend in the road ahead, she only slightly reduced her speed.

Little did she know that there were vehicles coming from the opposite direction, and it was a convoy. She slammed on the brakes, but due to her high speed, it was too late.

Frantically, she sharply turned the steering wheel and managed to avoid the oncoming vehicles, but she swerved off the road and collided with a tree.

“Bang!”

A loud noise.

Zelda: “…”

It’s over!

She damaged her mom’s car.

After the initial shock, Zelda quickly pushed open the car door and got out to assess the extent of the damage.

The passing cars also stopped.

Monday turned to Charles in the back seat and said, ” it’s Zelda.”

When Zelda urgently avoided her convoy and hit the green tree by the side of the road, Charles recognized her.

He had told her not to drive on her own, and if she needed to go anywhere, she should inform Zack, who would arrange a car for her.

But she treated his words as if they were nothing.

Each visit to her family meant taking away a car!

Every time she left, she sped away!

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Charles said coldly.

Staring at the damaged front of the car for a minute, Zelda turned her head to look at the convoy that had stopped.

Bad!

It’s Charles!

Zelda’s face turned pale.

Why was she so unlucky? Charles saw her every time she drove recklessly.

Last time, nothing happened, and he had his men remove the wheels of her car. This time, something happened. Would he let someone smash her car?

Looking at Charles, who was being pushed over by Monday, Zelda’s brain raced, thinking about how to defuse this “crisis.”

“Haha, Charles, what a coincidence!”

Zelda grinned at Charles, waving to him as if greeting him.

“Charles, why are you here? Are you looking for me? Look at how considerate I am. Knowing you were coming to find me, I hurriedly came to meet you halfway.”

When Charles was about two meters away from Zelda, he raised his hand, signaling Monday to stop.

He sat in the wheelchair, coldly watching his wife’s performance.

“That… I had some urgent matters, and I didn’t have time to inform Zack to prepare a car for me. After all, I’m at my family’s home, and Zack is at the Winston, which is far away. So, I borrowed my mom’s car.”

Zelda began to feel embarrassed as she spoke.

Her face went from pale to blushing.

“Why is your face red?”

Zelda touched her face, awkwardly saying, “Um, it’s because the weather is hot. Yes, it’s too hot, making my face all red.”

Charles had a dark face.

He marveled at her ability to make up nonsense.

“Come here!”

Charles finally ordered coldly.

Zelda’s scalp tingled.

Was he going to knock her on the head again?

“Charles, I know I was wrong. I promise, I won’t speed again in the future! Please, don’t be angry, okay?”

Zelda, understanding the situation, quickly lowered her head to apologize.

Charles, with no expression on his face, spoke with an unusually icy tone, “Zelda, I told you to come here. Don’t make me say it a third time!”

Zelda, feeling anxious, carefully looked at him, and with snail-like steps, she moved closer, heading towards her grandfather.