Chapter 415
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Christina paused mid-bite, blinking at him. “And who exactly am I supposed to call for backup?”
“Me,” Dylan said without missing a beat.
Christina burst out laughing. “That’s perfect. If we team up, we’d be invincible!”
Dylan, usually donning a poker face, couldn’t help the faint upward curve at the corners of his mouth.
Christina caught it right away and paused. “There! You should smile more often—you look good when you do,” she said.
Dylan’s smile froze halfway, unsure if he should keep going or shut it down.
“Relax a bit. Right now it looks like you’re trying too hard,” Christina teased.
Dylan lowered his gaze and picked up his food, biting into it instead of replying. As soon as he took that first bite, his expression shifted slightly.
“This is really good,” he said in a neutral tone—a clean subject change.
“It is. The line was insane. I waited forever to get them. A few minutes later, and they would’ve been gone,” Christina replied.
“Thanks for going through the trouble,” Dylan said quietly.
“Waiting for breakfast isn’t much, but taking care of you? Now that’s exhausting,” Christina joked, giving him a quick side glance.
“You like racing, right?” Dylan said, suddenly thoughtful. “As a thank-you, how about I get you a race car?” He had deduced that Christina was Skybreaker, top of the racing world and far from short on cash. Handing her money felt impersonal. A race car, on the other hand, should match her preference.
“Can’t I just have the cash?” Christina asked, locking eyes with him.
Dylan froze. He hadn’t seen that coming. He realized that he had no understanding of Christina.
“What? Is that not an option?” Christina asked, mock disappointment in her voice. She let out an exaggerated sigh. “Well then…”
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“It’s an option,” Dylan cut her off, watching as her face flipped from playful despair to bright enthusiasm. So, she did prefer money after all.
“Awesome! Another bio Davdav!” Christina grinned.
Seeing her so happy made Dylan feel oddly at ease. If money could make her this cheerful, that made things a whole lot easier. He started thinking about how he could keep giving her large sums without making it feel like charity.
The next day, Robin approached Christina reluctantly.
“My grandfather asked me to give you this,” Robin said, handing Christina a gold-trimmed invitation. His expression was far from welcoming.
“From that look on your face, I’m guessing you’d rather I not show up to your grandfather’s party,” Christina said with a smirk, making no move to take it.
“That much is pretty obvious,” Robin said flatly.
“I definitely have to go,” Christina replied and snatched the invitation from his hand. If he hadn’t looked so reluctant, she might not have even considered attending.
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