The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 557

Rebecca had planned to call a cab, but Dylan insisted on driving her, so she reluctantly got into his car.

“For the record, your bet from earlier doesn’t count,” Rebecca said after a moment of silence, wanting to make it clear that she didn’t belong to either of them tonight.

“I know,” Dylan replied. “I’m not childish like he is.”

Rebecca fell silent.

She was wrong. Both brothers were equally childish, just in their own way of putting the other down to elevate themselves.

Just then, Dylan’s phone buzzed with a notification.

He glanced at it and saw a text from Jonas: *Dylan, you have a wife. Stop pestering Rebecca.*

Dylan simply ignored the pointless reminder.

On the other end, Jonas, having received no reply, was fuming like an overinflated balloon, while also kicking himself for his earlier oversight.

He couldn't believe he had forgotten to ask Rebecca for her number.

After a while, the car pulled up to a residential complex, the address Rebecca had provided.

Once the car stopped, Dylan asked, though he already knew the answer, “You live here?”

She had given him a fake address to protect her identity. Even now, was she still not going to come clean?

Dylan was surprised by how well she maintained her composure.

Rebecca, who had been about to open the car door, paused at his question. “No,” she said. “A friend of mine lives here.”

“Goodbye.” With that, Rebecca got out of the car and walked away without a backward glance, leaving Dylan alone in the car, frowning as he watched her retreat.

Just then, his phone rang again.

After spending time with her, he felt he had a good understanding of Rebecca’s character.

Conversely, he had never had a good feeling about Garcia. He always felt there was something calculating and manipulative about her.

“Mom, while I’m not interested in your schemes, let me offer you a piece of advice: be careful of Garcia.”

Mrs. Austin was momentarily speechless. “You’re telling me to be wary of Garcia?”

Dylan simply said, “Yes.”

With that, Mrs. Austin angrily hung up the phone.

Dylan stared at the disconnected call, his frown deepening.