NovelEnglishChapter 230 How Long Has It Been Since You Last Drove? Although Elliot was known to be the face of Presgrave Group, he was a mysterious figure who rarely even appeared on magazine covers, let alone the news on the internet. Unless it was necessary, he would avoid all unnecessary attention by keeping a low profile on his social media. While those who met him in person could sense the elegance he was giving off, they had no idea who he really was.
At that moment, Flynn looked in Elliot's direction and saw the latter coming her way as he greeted him. “Miss Tillman's husband.
This way, please.” Meanwhile, Anastasia was stunned by how meek Flynn addressed Elliot, wondering if it was one of her marketing techniques as her cheeks blushed in embarrassment. She really has no problem calling Elliot so gently, does she? While Elliot didn’t like any other woman to get too close to him, Flynn was surprisingly an exception that he appeared to like.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWell, | guess her tender attitude has just turned things in her favor.
At the thought of that, Anastasia gave up her thought to explain their relationship, knowing that it would turn out to be awkward if she did that. At the stime, all she ever wanted was to drive that car and leave that place so that she could practice her driving skills.
“See? You have to admit that Anastasia has good taste, don’t you? This is our latest model that is most suitable for young office ladies in modern society.” Flynn pointed at the car that was already paid for at the entrance.
At the sight of the vehicle, Elliot squinted and scanned around the exhibition hall, thinking Anastasia could have chosen a more premium car.
Is she tapped out or something? Why does she settle for a car like that one? “Con, Miss Tillman. Get inside and feel it for yourself.” Flynn opened the car door.
Anastasia happily entered the vehicle upon hearing Flynn's words. To her, she was satisfied with an average car that she could drive around town. Although it wasn’t an expensive car, she was proud of herself for buying it with her own money.
“Alright. Anyway, now that I'm done with the necessary procedures, can | take the car withnow?” “Yes. Your license plate is ready, and once everything is done, the car is yours to drive away shortly after.” Flynn rested her arm on the car door, gazing at Anastasia in the driver's seat while admiring the sight of a beauty with her fancy car.
Soon, Elliot sat in the front passenger seat, finding the space in front of him a little too narrow for his legs to rest. Thus, he changed his sitting posture and turned his attention to the lady next to him. “This car doesn’t suit you. I'll get you a better one.” While Flynn’s smile stiffened, Anastasia felt satisfied and experimented with the controls in the car. Without even looking at the man, she said, “No need for that. | like this car.” Noticing how much she liked the car, Elliot decided not to insist any longer as he stretched out his legs and buckled up. “Alright, let's take this car out for a spin.” Anastasia nervously gulped as Flynn encouraged her. “Try it, Miss Tillman.” Upon changing the gear, Anastasia stepped on the accelerator just as the car charged forward with a loud bang that rendered her panicky. Thus, she stepped on the brake pedal hard just as the car jerked violently. At that moment, she heard something hitting the dashboard and looked beside her, only to see the man bumping his head onto the dashboard in front of him before he could fasten his seatbelt.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Are you alright, Elliot?” Frightened, Anastasia quickly leaned closer to check on the man beside her.
Elliot was seen covering his forehead with his hand, his heart pounding rapidly as he asked himself whether the lady was trying to kill him.
In the meantime, Flynn, who witnessed what happened, was shocked, as she couldn't help but wonder how long Anastasia hadn't driven. That just gavea heart attack.
“Get out of the car and sit in the front seat.” Elliot angrily demanded Anastasia to do as he told her to.
Anastasia reacted submissively and swapped seats with the man. Since Felicia didn’t tag along, she could only count on the man to drive the car away and get them both out of that place. After settling down in the driver's seat, Elliot adjusted the seat to a comfortable position before he hit the gas pedal. At the stime, Anastasia nervously looked at him and asked, “Where are we going?” “To practice your driving skills,” the man answered.
Anastasia blinked, wondering where they were going to do that.
On the other hand, there was a Rolls-Royce worth nearly a billion parked right in front of the shop as it was surrounded by a number of salespeople who were admiring its magnificent appearance. Deep down, they were all wondering who the car owner was and whether it belonged to one of their customers.
Damn! How rich does someone need to be to own a car like this one?
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