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   Chapter 24 Lay Bare The Identity

Waiting For a Girl Like You By Vegetable Characters: 9774

Updated: 2019-05-12 04:34

Carla was about to step into the elevator, when she heard a familiar voice from behind. She froze and couldn't move.

"I told you to wait for me. Why didn't you listen to me?"

he said as he walked quickly towards her.

"Just stay away from me!"

She turned her back to him and faced the elevator not having the courage to look him in the eyes. Before she entered she said in a shaky voice, "Terence, since your grandfather has traveled all the way here to see you, so please spend more time with him and don't come to my house tonight."

She then went in the elevator and began to press the close button quickly so the door shut before he had time to join her.

"Sean and I will take care of ourselves. As for you, take care," she said just before they closed.

She felt a sense of relief when the doors shut separating her and Terence. Carla leaned against the wall feebly. It seemed like there were thousands of bees buzzing inside her head. She felt numb and confused and had trouble thinking straight.

Carla was overwhelmed with emotions.

She didn't know how to face Terence.

Terence stood silently staring at the closed elevator doors. He could have stopped her, but he thought it was best to just let it all sink in. It was a lot for her to accept all at once.

It was hard for her to bear so much in such a short time, so he let her go. Terence closed his eyes helplessly.

"Race, arrange a car for Carla and take her home. Make sure she gets home safely and wait until she is inside her home before you leave,"

Terence told his grandfather's most trusted man, Race, who followed him.

When Carla reached the bottom floor of the hotel and left the building, a Rolls-Royce limousine was waiting out the front for her.

The parking boy stood by the limousine and immediately stepped forward to open the door when he saw Carla. With white-gloved hands, he ushered her towards the limo.

"Miss Carla, this way please," he said formally.

Carla was taken aback by the formality of the situation. She stepped back frightened, she was way out of her depth. For all of her twenty years, she had never once experienced such extravagance.

"No, no, I can go back by taxi. Thank you all the same," she waved her hand as if to shoo him away. As a poor citizen, she couldn't afford such a luxury.

Race had just stepped out of the elevator and noticed Carla's reluctance to get into the limousine. He approached her and said respectfully, "Miss Carla, Mr. Terence has given them instructions to take you home safely.

Please, be compliant and allow them to drive you home. Otherwise, they will have to answer to Mr. Terence."

She understood now, that it was Terence who had given the orders. Carla sighed and got into the limousine awkwardly. She knew what it was like when Karen yelled at her for doing something wrong, so she didn't want to get the men that worked for Terence into tr

m me when you found out my identity, just like you are now." Terence sighed deeply. He tried to keep the secret so they would accept him easier. Spending time with Carla was the happiest time in his life.

He was planning to tell her the truth little by little when the time was right. So she had time to process it all and accept it.

However, he didn't expect that his grandfather would suddenly turn up in BH City.

Nor did he expect that Carla would follow him to the hotel. His worries had come to light.

Carla looked at the floor, feeling pitiful, "No wonder you never gave me a direct answer to my questions. Now, I know why.

A privileged child and a poor delivery girl, we really don't make a good match. You deserve much better. I should thank you for your kindness. For without you, I would never have ridden in a luxurious vehicle, nor would I have ever commanded a person of noble birth.

One day when I am older and tell my tale, I will feel proud of myself."

Carla had hardly finished her sentence when suddenly

she found herself wrapped in Terence's strong arms. Her head was pressed gently against his hard chest. He smelled so good and she closed her eyes enjoying his embrace, even if it was only for a moment.

Indeed, she felt calm for the moment.

"I'm sorry, Carla," Terence whispered in her ear, holding her tightly begging for her forgiveness.

He should have done things differently.

No matter what excuses he had, it was his fault.

Opening her eyes, Carla tried to wriggle out of his embrace as she said with self-mockery, "Don't say sorry, Master Terence. Don't humiliate yourself to say sorry to a person of lower status in such a dingy place, which doesn't match your dignity or stature. Let your hands go, otherwise, you'll stain them."

Terence's heart broke when he heard she belittle and degrade herself. He gently lifted her chin up

and bent over and kissed her hard on the lips.

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