F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 42

Lukas remained expressionless. "I don't know about that. I'm not a mind reader!"

I frowned. "Then what did you mean by your words just now?"

Lukas raised an eyebrow slightly. "Just a reasonable guess. Don't you think Jacob would use the same trick against you? Dumbass!"

"You..." I didn't have the courage to curse at him, but I felt indignant. "Even if he recorded something, I also have a full recording of the entire conversation. If he dares to edit the recording to make me admit to setting him up, I'll release the full recording to prove my innocence. Let's see whose side people will stand on!"

As I spoke, I took out my phone and opened the recording app.

I had learned my lesson and was now careful in every situation.

Lukas didn't expect that even after the press conference was over, I was still recording. He looked a bit surprised. "It seems like you've grown a bit wiser!"

My mouth twitched in frustration. "Lukas, with that sharp tongue of yours, you probably don't have many friends. Am I right?"

Lukas's eyes flickered. "I indeed don't have many friends, but I prefer quality over quantity!"

Lukas's gaze seemed to carry a hidden meaning as he glanced at me.

I felt a surge of bitterness. I sensed a deep disdain from him.

Feeling aggrieved, I turned my head to look out the window. I had my own temper too. "Are we leaving or not?"

Lukas's eyes deepened, surprised that I was actually throwing a tantrum.

He unexpectedly thought of Emily. Every time she got angry, she also looked ferocious like this.

He suddenly reached out, playfully pinching my soft cheek. His large hand supported the back of my head, turning my face towards him. "What? Are you mad? Did I say something wrong?"

This position brought the two of them closer, and with his hand supporting my neck, my body stiffened, but I raised my head stubbornly. "I'm not!"

Lukas sneered, his tone full of disdain. "Whether you are mad or not, your judgment of people is poor!"

I couldn't accept that. "Then what about you, Mr. Strakovski? I chose to marry you. Does that mean you're saying that I'm lousy, or that I'm blind to have chosen you?"

Lukas's eyes turned dangerous. "Aurelia... Are you provoking me?"