CHAPTER 594
Samson furrowed his brows and shook his head.
âNot only do I know, but I even jotted it down, â Luna said flatly, âWeâre all working in the same
company, and we see each other all the time. If they
canât kick me out of the Lynch Group, theyâll pay for it sooner or later. Why should I stoop down to their
level and go against them like a maniac?â
Samson was completely stunned.
At that moment, the door of the elevator opened and Luna strode into the design department.
Samson was quiet for a long while before he narrowed his eyes, smiling.
Luna was an interesting woman. His choice of traveling a thousand miles to come to Banyan City to
work as her assistant was not in vain after all.
The entire afternoon, Luna finally could get her work back on track.
Samson and Zayne had an exceptionally good art background, especially Samson. It looked like he
had some background in jewelry designing as well.
The creative requests that Luna came up with, he could quickly understand and sketch out accurately.
Even Arianna could not help but praise him, â Samson, youâre a young prodigy! â
Luna paused a little.
At the mention of that, Luna suddenly recalled a talented 17- year-old teenager who once took her
designs.
He was called Mo Sam or something.
The person in front of her was called Samson Matthews. What similar names.
At the end of the day, Jason cautiously arrived at the design department.
âMs. Luna.â He timidly knocked on the door. âWeâve made an appointment.â
Luna came to her senses. She simply tidied her things up and followed Jason downstairs.
âLetâs take a taxi,â said Luna calmly. After tiring herself the entire afternoon, she stretched a little.
Jason narrowed his eyes slightly. âYou donât drive?â
Luna shook her head while hailing the taxi and smiled. âI donât know how to drive.â
She actually knew how to drive back then, but after the accident six years ago, driving traumatized her.
Jason could not help but smile mockingly at Lunaâs attitude.
He got in the front passenger seat and looked at Luna in the back seat from the rearview mirror.
âWho knew that you donât know how to drive, Ms. Luna. Donât worry, weâre all acquainted. You can buy
a car, and I can be your driver next time.â
He then smiled meaningfully. âYouâd be happy with my driving skills. I can drive all sorts of vehicles,
especially huge trucks. I âm great at driving them.â
Lunaâs face instantly lost its colors upon his words. She bit her lip. The scene by Bay Bridge six years
ago involuntarily popped up in her mind: Jason driving that huge truck, smiling sinisterly while crashing
toward her.
âMr. Lynch, I didnât kill her. Should I crash her again?â
âDonât blame me. If you want to blame, blame yourself for loving the wrong person! â
âSee you in the next life! â
Lunaâs heart was wrenched together. She sweated profusely, cold sweats running down her back.
âMiss, where to?â
The driverâs voice suddenly brought her back to reality. Luna took a deep breath.
âTo the mental asylum by the outskirts.â Content is © 2024 .
The driver furrowed his brows and looked at Luna in the rearview mirror. He asked rather concernedly,
â Miss, are you alright?â
âSheâs fine.â Jason changed into a more comfortable position in front. âShe just recalled some unhappy
memories.â
He raised his brows and side-eyed Luna. âAm I right, Ms. Luna?â