Chapter 218

Tessa lowered her gaze, her eyes lingering on the key for a moment before shifting to the white McLaren parked in the distance. Her tone was calm and measured. "Quentin, if I remember correctly, the starting price for a McLaren P1 is over 12 million, right? You really didn't have to spend this much just to apologize for what happened on New Year's Eve." Unfazed, Quentin pressed on with his lie, "Of course I do. I upset you that night, and Naomi hasn't stopped nagging me about it. 12 million is nothing. I know you don't need it, but please accept this small gesture. Otherwise, Naomi will keep on at me. Just do this for me, okay?" Her expression remained composed, her clear, bright eyes meeting Quentin's. "Quentin, tell me the truth. Did Stephen buy this car? Go back and tell him I don't want it. We've broken up, and that's the end of it—I don't want any ties left between us." He felt a wave of unease wash over him, realizing that lawyers weren't so easily fooled. Fortunately, he h