Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 62

An idea struck Cindy’s mind as she stared at Monique’s back. She squinted her eyes and snickered, “Very well then, Monique!”

‘You’re still an amateur,’ she thought to herself.

The coffee from Monique’s first order was ready. Cindy opened the cap and added several teaspoons of salt into it as she seethingly mumbled, “Let’s see how much you’ll like your coffee with salt!”

She stirred it contentedly and packed it nicely after adding several spoonfuls of salt. She felt a wave of satisfaction imagining Monique embarrassing herself in public.

“Your coffee!” Cindy swayed her hips while she walked over to Monique’s seat, her heels clicking every step she took. She placed the coffee on the table begrudgingly, with the single order packed separately from the others.

She was wearing 4-inch stilettos, and her uniform skirt was intentionally altered to a shorter length that barely covered her thigh. With her collar deliberately lowered, making her look like a loose party girl.

Monique let out a sigh. Why was she doing this to herself? Only if she had the chance to go to university…

She lowered her eyes slowly. She buried the regret deep down inside her heart. Those memories were too painful to be brought up again.

She took a deep breath, thinking that she could finally leave the place. She looked forward to seeing Henry’s reaction when he received the coffee from her.

Anyway, it should not be too obvious since she bought the entire office coffee as well.

She walked excitedly toward the car with the drinks.

The car looked elegant and luxurious with its streamlined design. It shimmered under the sun, with a body that was so reflective you could clearly see your own reflection.

She watched Monique open the car door familiarly; the logo on her key stung Cindy’s eyes.

When the car door opened, Cindy did not see any man inside.

She gaped at Monique while she closed the door and drove off. She stood there in place, stunned by the scene she just witnessed. Her lips, covered in cheap lipstick, were wide apart. Her mind rang loudly and went blank as blood drained from her face.

How was this possible!