Chapter 262

Chapter 262 Scratch My Back

Lysander immediately climbed into the car.

Josiah watched her swift movements, unable to hold back a laugh.

There was a subtle citrus scent in his car.-

Looking through the car window, watching the two young nurses gradually walk away, Lysander finally felt relieved.

Watching the chief culprit leisurely open the door of the driver’s cabin, and then calmly sit down, Lysander was seething with anger inside.

He did it on purpose.

Josiah got into the car and noticed Lysander’s furious gaze. Nonchalantly, he handed her something.

Lysander didn’t accept it. “What is this?”

“I learned how to make it.”

Lysander didn’t know what to say.

“Roasted potatoes.” Josiah said, “As for Zachary’s character, let’s not discuss it for now. But what is his. purpose? Is he really sincere?”

Lysander turned her face away. “I’m not eating this.”

“Weren’t you quite happy when Zachary gave it to you? What, does the taste of the potato differ when it’s gifted to you by a different person?”

Lysander closed her eyes helplessly. “You don’t have to be so sarcastic. I misjudged Zachary, but even without your reminder, I had noticed something was off. I would have broken up

with him sooner or later anyway.”

“If I hadn’t been there that day at the dinner, you would have been taken advantage by the drunkard.”

Lysander immediately retorted, “If you hadn’t been there that day at the dinner, Zachary wouldn’t have taken me at all, and I wouldn’t have encountered any danger.”

Josiah squinted slightly, then nodded. “That’s true, He knows I can’t let you go, testing again and again. If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t approach you.”

Lysander said, “I would like to ask Mr. Guerra to show mercy and spare mne.”

Josiah started the car. “I let it go once, but it felt awful I regret it, so I won’t let you go again in the future.”

Stepping on the gas, the car smoothly pulled out of the parking lot and slipped into the traffic flow.

Lysander immediately obiected. “I have to work this afternoon! Where are vou taking me?”

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“Do you not want to help Priscilla get a divorce?”

“Of course I want to.”

“Then you’ve got to know the other part as well as you know yourself. I wonder what kind of hint Harry has received from Zachary that he suddenly became cold toward Lora. Don’t you want to know the reason anymore?”

“Wouldn’t you just tell me if you found out?”

“Lysander.” Josiah said. “I can help you, but I scratch your back, you have to scratch mine too.”

Lysander became nervous immediately, her body involuntarily leaning backward.

Josiah looked amused. “Don’t be afraid. I don’t mean that literally.”

“So what do you mean?”

The smile on Josiah’s face faded slightly, helpless and frustrated. “I just wanted to talk to you more.”

Since the divorce, Lysander has always tried to avoid Josiah as much as possible.

Michelle encountered a problem as the college entrance examination was approaching. On one hand, Lysander wanted to go home to help Michelle overcome the difficulty. On the other hand, she also wanted to avoid him.

Time was the best medicine.

Daphne took ten years to get over that emotional ordeal, and she was now happily carefree, living life to the fullest.

Moreover, what she experienced couldn’t even considered heartbreak.

At most, it was just a small bump in the road of life, one that could be overcome before long.

Sometimes, Lysander would entertain the thought that if Zachary were a reliable man, she would have gritted her teeth and married him.

With legal protection in place, no matter how capable Josiah was, he couldn’t stir up any

anymore.

Josiah couldn’t possibly try to forcefully take a married woman.

trouble

After all, he would have to convince the shareholders of Guerra Group of the plummeting share prices should the news get out.

What a pity.

Zachary was also a second Harry, and moreover, he hid his true nature more cleverly than Harry.

The intentions and ambitions of Harry were blatantly written all over his face, but Zachary initially did not reveal any flaws at all. He meticulously built up his “boy-next-door” good image,