The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love
Chapter 395

Chapter 395

Her chest felt like it was stuffed with a wad of cotton with hidden razor blades. With every breath, those invisible blades seemed to stab right into her pounding heart. She clutched her chest, slowly squatting down.

Moments later, an Aston Martin pulled up beside her.

Paige thought she was in the way and tried to scoot back. Then she heard a pleasant voice say, "Paige."

Paige looked up to see Baillie sitting in the backseat.

"Mr. Scott, you haven't left yet?" Paige stood up, wearing a professional smile on her face.

Baillie looked at her and asked, "Have you been crying?"

Paige hesitated and wiped her eyes. "No...no, my eyes just get red easily when I drink too much. I'm fine."

"It's hard to catch a cab at this time. Get in, I'll give you a lift," Baillie said.

Paige was still cautious. Even if he was a handsome man, she couldn't let her guard down.

What if he was a psychopath who lured single women home to dismember them?

When she was studying abroad, there was a serial killer like that in the opposite building.

"No, no, I don't want to trouble Mr. Scott," Paige waved her hand hurriedly. "I drove here, so I'll just call a designated driver."

"In that case." There was a hint of disappointment in Baillie's eyes.

"Yes." Paige's face hurt from smiling

Baillie nodded, took out his phone and said, "Give me your Whatsapp number and let me know when you get home."

She quickly took out her phone and added him as a friend.

His profile picture was a scenic photograph, which looked familiar to Paige. "Take care, Mr. Scott."

Before rolling up the car window, Baillie reminded her, "Don't squat on the side of the road, it's not safe."

Paige: "..."

He sure was nosy!

Her outward appearance remained cheerful. "I just sent off Mr. Hackett and his companions. I'm heading to the garage now."

"Okay" Baillie replied.

Then the Aston Martin drove off, leaving her behind.

Paige stood there, watching the car disappear. Talking to him for a few moments had helped dissipate her sadness. She called a designated driver and got back to the villa before midnight.

Ivy and Cory were returning to the island tomorrow.

At this time, the servants were still packing. It took them more than two days to arrange and put away all of the old lady's clothes and jewelry, now they had to pack them up again.

"I've only been back a few days and I've seen you drunk three times." Hilaria sat on the sofa, smelling the alcohol on Paige, and frowned. "Girl, did you really go there for business, or did something happen and you deliberately got yourself wasted?"

Paige's business had been much more difficult in the beginning, but she had never seen her getting drunk like this back then. With the status of her company today, she didn't need to get wasted.

"Don't worry. I'm so tough, what could happen to me?" Paige smiled. "Not only did I do business tonight, but I also scored an extra bonus!"

"What extra bonus?" Hilaria asked.

"A super handsome guy." Paige had a sly smile on her face. "Very tall, has a nice voice, and delicate hands with visible veins on the back." "Well, has Paige finally fallen in love?" Hilaria teased.