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Chapter 607
Ashlyn's icy cold reaction was enough to suffocate Lucas.
Despite the fact that Lucas had identified the murderer, Ashlyn was still exceptionally aloof when she looked at him.
What is it even if he found the murderer? We've already drawn a clear line between us, haven't we?
“Boss...” uttered Jared. He seemed like he could feel Ashlyn's emotions. Jared squeezed Ashlyn's arm with his big
hands. Then he inched up against her ear and whispered, “At least you still have us around.”
Ashlyn lifted her chin and looked up at Jared. She smiled and said, “I'm doing fine.”
Jared looked tall and dashing. He also had a warm and upbeat disposition whereas Ashlyn had a bright smile. She
always appeared elegant and classy. Clad in a suit with leather shoes, Jared looked every inch like the president of a
company. Ashlyn looked sassy in her racing outfit, with her long hair flowing in the wind.
Together, the charismatic duo made perfect targets for media photos. The fans and media reporters quickly
snapped up those photogenic moments of the duo.
Before that, long-time, devoted fans of the duo thought the two should get together. Those fans assumed it was an
intentional display of affection by Jared, the charming CEO of Centennial Healthcare, toward his girlfriend.
With no time to lose, those fans posted eagerly on Twitter.
When the Twitter posts were out, the topic dominated the top trending searches.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAshlyn and God of Cars, S, were the top trending keywords for quite a while.
Sandwiched between those Twitter headlines, there were a couple of headlines on Carmen as Claire's murderer.
Meanwhile, the Centennial Healthcare employees and subordinates were all bewildered.
Instantly, their faces were cramped with an indescribable feeling.
Boss? S is actually our Boss?
Boo-hoo. They were in despair momentarily as they thought about how they had treated Carmen in front of Jared in
the past. Moments of them fawning up to Carmen flashed through their minds.
They found their past actions too humiliating to recall.
It was exceptionally embarrassing for the Harrison and Anderson brothers. They had wished the ground would just
open up and swallow them alive.
I can't believe that woman, Carmen, had the audacity to treat our boss like that. When the employees thought
about that, they were livid.
Wailing in misery, they wished they could turn back the clock. If they could reverse time, they would never curry
favor with Carmen. Instead, they would have tried hard to get into Ashlyn's good books instead.
Then they thought about how mean Jared was.
He already knew the truth beforehand. However, he allowed them to continue with their mistake without lending a
hand.
Jared watched in oblivion as the employees fought amongst themselves in a bloodbath.
After a while, Ashlyn felt rather tired.
As the car race required her fullest concentration, she was exhausted.
Ever since she got poisoned in the last round, her stamina had not fully recovered to its peak condition.
Feeling dreary, Ashlyn changed out of her tight and heavy racing outfit. As she stepped out of the changing room,
she noticed a tall and muscular man leaning against the wall.
Instantly, a familiar scent whiffed toward her.
Ashlyn continued walking ahead. Suddenly, the man extended his large palm and clutched her wrist.
“Let's talk,” said the man.
“What else is there to talk about between us?” said Ashlyn with a cold snigger.
“Why did you do something so dangerous? Don't you know that car racing is highly dangerous? If you aren't
careful, then-” muttered the man, who turned out to be Lucas. Before Lucas could finish his words, Ashlyn cut him
off coldly. ”Lucas, you're not qualified to say those words to me. Besides, I'm the God of Cars, S. Where were you
when I started underground car racing in the past?” said Ashlyn mockingly.
After she said that, Ashlyn shoved Lucas' large palm away from her. She continued walking straight ahead in big
strides.
As Lucas gazed intently at Ashlyn's back view drifting further and further away from him, he clenched his fists hard.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNow... It's not the right time yet. Honey, you must wait for me. When I clear all obstacles, I'll return to your side.
Meanwhile, Dixon was at the Haddock Group.
As he scrolled through the trending posts on Twitter, his gentle face turned dark and grim all of a sudden.
This woman, Ashlyn, is really something. She always escapes from these situations unscathed.
What made Dixon even madder was the fact that her popularity had soared due to her exposure on the internet.
Ashlyn became so sensational that her popularity even surpassed the up-and-coming celebrities and actresses.
No matter how Dixon tried to suppress Ashlyn's popularity, that woman ended up sky-rocketing to fame.
Infuriated, Dixon smashed his phone hard onto the ground. Then he got up from his seat.
With an icy cold expression, Dixon looked far away outside his window. He looked up at the clear blue skies with
fluffy white clouds.
In stark contrast to the clear sky, his face turned dark and gloomy in an instant.
At that time, Sienna entered the room. She peered uneasily at Dixon, who had his back turned toward her. The
latter gave off a cold and aloof aura from his back view.
Instantly, Sienna fell into a state of panic.
She was terrified of Dixon, no matter what he did. That fear was so deep-set that she could not dispel it.
Trying her best to keep her fear in check, Sienna muttered softly, “Mr. Haddock, the shareholders' meeting for the
group will start in another ten minutes.”
“Let the entire bunch of old fuddy-duddies wait!” said Dixon coldly. Even in his gentle voice, Dixon sounded naturally
sinister.