Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 1072

With a grin, Cayson courteously gestured her towards the exit, leading her downstairs.

His car was stationed right under the Universe Group building. A thought struck Loraine: She wanted to check

the location of Marco's car. But as she began to scan the area, Jennie popped out of Cayson’s car, waving with

unabashed enthusiasm. She yelled, “Lorrie!”

Loraine’s focus shifted instantly. Jennie beamed, giddy with excitement, exclaiming, “Over here, Lorrie. I've got a

surprise for you!”

Seizing the moment, Cayson sauntered to the side of the car and opened the door for Loraine, uttering, “Hop in,

Lorrie.”

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The rear seat was a mountain range of presents crowding beside Jennie, leaving no room for Loraine to settle.

Without a moment's pause,

Loraine slid into the passenger seat.

Once she was in the car, Jennie held her hand, feigning mystery but instead chattering like an excited bird.

“Lorrie, try guessing what amazing surprise awaits you!”

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Arching her eyebrows, Loraine’s gaze fell on the stack of gift boxes in the back seat, speculating, “Could it be

clothes?”

Jennie’s response was a playful shake of her head, eyes wide as saucers.

Engrossed in their lively conversation, Loraine remained oblivious to the fact that Cayson had stealthily slipped

into the car from the opposite side.

He leaned over in a well-practiced and seamless motion, halting at an uncomfortably intimate distance, and

reached over to secure her seatbelt.

To any onlookers, it would appear as though they were leaning in for a kiss.

Caught off guard, Loraine was taken aback and attempted to evade, but the confined space within the car

restricted her movements. It seemed more like the two of them were flirting and teasing.

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Cayson, sensing her discomfort, made a respectful retreat. He softened his voice, “You've truly matured, Lorrie. |

remember the days when | buckled you in as a child, but now you pushaway so fiercely.”

Taken aback, Loraine scrambled for an explanation, “I didn’t mean to offend, Cayson. You just surprised me.”

Cayson chuckled, giving her nose a gentle rub, his tone affectionate,

“Just think ofas your brother for now. Ease up.”

Loraine wrestled with the odd sensation but managed a smile.

She chose to trust Cayson’s words rather than overthink.

The car started, but Loraine remained oblivious to the sight of Marco in his low-profile, black Luxury car in the

corner, eyes locked on their departure, his hands, veins popping, clenched around the steering wheel.

Displayed on Marco's phone was an unsent text, “Loraine, | am close to your office. Could we meet downstairs?”

He hadn't imagined that Cayson would have invited Loraine out before he could hit the ‘send’ button.