Chapter 132
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Davina studied her friend’s wistful smile, her own chest tightening with sympathy. So much warmth, so much devotion—Christina had given it all away to people who never deserved it.
“Let those blind fools rot in regret!” Davina declared, rallying with infectious energy. “My Christina is the best! Anyone dumb enough not to treasure you is clearly an idiot!”
Christina couldn’t help herself. She laughed out loud, the last shadows of gloom lifting from her face.
From his seat in the stands, Ralphy, who’d always had a knack for lip-reading, caught every word between Elliott and Brendon. A sly grin spread across his face the moment he pieced it together. “Yikes, you’re in trouble now,” he snickered, jabbing Dylan in the side. “You haven’t even staked your claim yet, and here comes the competition. That Hubbard guy just flat-out said he doesn’t care that Miss Jones is divorced or older. That she’s exactly his type and everything. Even hinted that if he wins her over, they’ll be racing side by side.”
Ralphy let out a low whistle, shaking his head in feigned pity. “Sure, his family’s not as filthy rich as yours, but he’s still loaded, easy on the eyes, and—bonus—he’s younger. And let’s be real, mature woman and younger guy? Total trend these days…”
Before he could land on his conclusion, Dylan shot to his feet, fury written all over his face, and stomped away without a word.
“Hey! Where the hell are you running off to?” With a ragged yell, Ralphy bolted after him, determined not to fall behind. “You seriously going to start a fight? Wait up, man!”
Approaching her compact car, Christina pressed the key fob and popped the door open.
A delighted gasp escaped Davina. “This car is adorable! When did you snag it? How come you kept this hidden from me?”
Earlier, Davina had noticed the little car but hadn’t had a chance to ask about it until now.
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Christina gave a calm response, “Dylan gave it to me as a gift, but I insisted on paying for it through my salary.”
Davina knew Christina had been working for Dylan, helping look after Chloe these days.
“Sure, it’s cute, but aren’t you a little tall for such a tiny ride?” Davina teased, eyeing the car with curiosity.
A small smile played on Christina’s lips. “It looks small, but there’s actually plenty of room for quick trips. I’m comfortable in it, even with my height.”
“Let me take it for a spin later. I’ll just have my driver take my car home,” Davina suggested.
“Go for it,” Christina replied, handing over the keys with a nod. Both women were about to hop inside when a voice from behind called out, “Hold on.”
They turned in unison to see Elliott striding over. “I need a minute with you, Christina,” he said, his attention fixed squarely on her.
Curiosity piqued, Christina asked, “What’s on your mind?”
Glancing around at the others, Elliott hesitated. “Can we talk alone for a bit?”
A quick suggestion came from Christina. “We were heading out for pizza. If you’re interested, tag along and just follow in your car.” Truthfully, Christina had hoped for a chance to thank Elliott privately for standing up for her earlier.
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