F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 138

My hand froze in mid-air.

Martins looked surprised at me and said, "Ms. Lopez, are you looking for Mr. Strakovski?"

I put my hand down somewhat uncomfortably and nodded, "Yes, I'm coming to get some information from Mr. Strakovski."

Martins nodded and left the office.

I entered the office, but Lukas didn't even raise his head and continued to look at the documents.

Seeing Lukas treating me as if I were invisible, I subconsciously thought of what had happened last night.

I self-deprecatingly tugged at my lips, realizing that I had been overestimating my importance.

Naively, I thought that after spending so much time together, there would be some sort of emotional connection between us.

However, in the end, in Lukas's eyes, I was nothing more than someone he helped casually when he was in a good mood, and I had taken that too seriously.

Since Lukas remained silent, I took the initiative and spoke calmly, "Mr. Strakovski, I came to get the relevant information for the Menkerios Heart of the Sea Jewelry Competition."

Lukas remained composed on the surface but felt chaotic inside.

He looked at me and didn't respond to my words. Instead, he said, "Congratulations on winning the Champion at the Morning Light Jewelry Competition."

My expression remained neutral, "Thank you, but the credit mainly goes to you, Mr. Strakovski." I said.

Our conversation was polite and official, but extremely awkward.

Lukas felt helpless because he knew that even if he apologized now, I might not listen.

After all, he had already said hurtful words last night.

A tinge of helplessness flashed in his eyes as he handed over the documents beside him, "These are the relevant information for the competition in Mediopolis. I've already had Martins print it out. Take a look, there's still half a month left, so practice and prepare well."

I nodded politely but distantly, "I will."

Taking the documents, I turned to leave.

Lukas stood up from his office chair, "Aurelia."

I turned around, looking at him with a cold expression, "Is there anything else you want to say, Mr. Strakovski?"