Chapter 317 And You, You Have It All
Elsewhere, Phillipe sat in his car, repeatedly unlocking his phone screen, finally receiving a message from his young girl. It was brief, just three words:"Everything's fine." Attached was a photo of her dorm. But what Phillipe noticed first was not the room itself, but the reflection of the girl's silhouette on the glass door. Such a slender waist. So beautiful. He was about to reply when someone knocked on his car window.
"Phillipe." Lola put on a sweet smile, standing outside the car, speaking gently,"It's stuffy in the car, why don't you come out for some fresh air?"
Phillipe ignored her, about to text Abella, when Lola knocked on the window again, persistently. "It must be boring alone in the car... no one to talk to."
"The drivers are all helping my sister with her luggage, and my parents aren't here. We're both idle, might as well go to the nearby café for a coffee, sit and wait, right?"
"Phillipe, did you hear me?" She intentionally revealed her ample cleavage, hoping to catch Phillipe's attention, but he didn't glance at her even once, continuing to reply to messages on his phone, treating her as if she were invisible.
Lola felt embarrassed and a bit disheartened. But in another car, Maria kept signaling her not to give up easily. With no choice, Lola had to bite the bullet and invited again,"Phillipe... I mean no harm. We grew up together, can't we even share a coffee now? In public, what could I possibly do to you?"
"I'm engaged." Phillipe didn't look at her, eyes on his phone, his voice a cold warning,"Stay away from me."
At his words, Lola put on a pitiable act. "Do you really prefer someone who seems cold and distant, someone who's not personable..."
Before she could finish, she met Phillipe's warning gaze. "Do you think you're having too comfortable a time in the Medici family, and want out?"
"Phillipe..."
Lola was genuinely frightened. She was telling the truth—Abella always carried herself with an air of superiority. She was cold, and handled affairs with less than grace... She wasn't slandering anyone!
"I just wanted to invite you for coffee, or if you'd rather stay in the car, I can join you..." Lola said, her voice weak and aggrieved, "Is there a misunderstanding between us... Can we clear it up now? Did my sister say something about me to you...?"
"You're too full of yourself." Phillipe's gaze was icy, his tone even more displeased,"You're not even worth her mentioning."
"Phillipe..."
"In this lifetime, even if you mimic her every word and deed, even if you transform into her likeness... I won't spare you a second glance."
Lola, who had never been humiliated to her face before, stood frozen, both embarrassed and ashamed.
"I despise pretentious, two-faced, self-righteous people, and you, you have them all."
Lola bit her lower lip, nearly in tears. "Keep overestimating yourself, seeking misery, and you can forget about living this life of a lady."
Lola watched his indifferent profile, feeling extreme discomfort, and ran back to her car to cry... "How can he speak to me like that? I’m not pretentious, two-faced, self-righteous..." Lola sobbed in Maria's arms, feeling deeply wronged, "How am I inferior to Abella? Just because he's the world's wealthiest, what's so great about that, the words are too hurtful!!"
Maria patiently consoled, "For someone like Phillipe who holds a high position, it's natural to be a bit arrogant, and not so easy to win over... Otherwise, every pretty girl in the world could become Mrs. Phillipe, why you?"
"But what's so great about Abella, to deserve his protection to this extent?! Isn't she just good at playing the piano, slacking off at the company, and often having a sour face?"
"Men, the colder and more indifferent you are to them, the more they want to conquer... It's the conquest instinct at play! It's not your fault."
Maria analyzed a bunch, and Lola's tears finally stopped, sniffing her nose. "And you're not smart, you should've cried in front of him, that way he'd feel awkward, feel guilty about a big man bullying a little girl..."
"Now, wipe your tears, listen to me, you should try again..."
"Go again??" Lola really didn't want to make a fool of herself again, Phillipe's reaction earlier was too frightening, another attempt, and she might be thrown to Africa!
"You have to be brave in the face of setbacks, show him what makes you unique!" Maria continued to brainwash, "Let him see you truly love him! Not like the other girls out there, who love him for his money and status."
Lola struggled internally for a long time, but eventually got out of the car. This time, following Maria's advice, she timidly knocked on Phillipe's window, saying weakly,"Phillipe, I'm sorry, I was wrong earlier, don't be mad, hear me out..."
Phillipe glanced at her, and Lola thought she saw a glimmer of hope, her eyes red,"Can you get out of the car to listen to me, because looking at me like this, it's very oppressive..."
She didn't dare look at Phillipe's reaction, hanging her head, timid and uneasy like a child who had done something wrong, seeking an adult's forgiveness.
But to Lola's surprise...
The next second, she heard the sound of the car door opening. Phillipe stepped out, his polished shoes entering her field of view. As his feet hit the ground...
Lola was in disbelief, looking up from his feet to his face, so handsome that it made everything else seem dull...
Phillipe had gotten out of the car!!
He really did!!
He was standing right in front of her!!
Maria was right, men can't stand to see a woman with red eyes, looking pitiable...
She had deliberately put on this act, even pulling her neckline down, all for this effect!!
Just as Lola's face showed her joy, about to speak, the next second, Phillipe walked past her...
The entire process lasted only three seconds...
Lola stood there stunned, watching him get into his secretary's car, driving away...
It took her a while to realize, Phillipe getting out of the car, wasn't to listen to her ramblings, but because he saw the secretary coming to pick him up...
From beginning to end, it had nothing to do with her...
Her earlier ecstasy was gone, replaced by embarrassment and shame...
In the car, the secretary asked while driving,"Boss, what happened? Weren't you dropping Abella off at school today? Why did you suddenly ask me to pick you up, did you and Abella have a fight?"
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