"Oh."
Ivana reluctantly followed him into the elevator.
"Now it's over, by evening everyone will know."
He lifted the corners of his lips, "Isn't that good? It'll prevent men from harassing you."
Ivana glanced sideways at him, "Hmph... Lucas Walker, you did that on purpose, didn't you?!"
I knew it!
"Ah! If only that were the case..." She sighed, "These people are very gossipy. Seeing you driving such a nice car, they might start saying I'm a mistress!"
"What's a mistress?" Lucas asked in confusion.
"It's like a woman who clings to a rich man!"
"You?! Impossible!"
"Of course, you know I'm not, but these people won't bother with the truth."
"I see..." Lucas furrowed his brows and thought for a moment, "I'll handle it."
"No need!" Ivana smiled at him and helped adjust his mask, "I'm clean, so I'm not afraid of my shadow being crooked. Let them gossip if they want to, you go about your business and don't mind such trivial matters."
