CHAPTER 149

Adrian turned towards the sound of Ophelia’s voice, and he stared at her blankly, unable to recall who she was.

The chauffeur fidgeted as he replied to her question. “Ma’am, I was just telling this man,” he gestured to Adrian, “to pay a compensation for the scratch he caused on the car.

It was at this time that Ophelia finally turned to look at Adrian, her expression a mix of contempt, derision and distaste as she assessed him from head to toe.

“You…are the fool who bumped into my car?” She questioned, her tone demeaning.

Adrian’s expression remained blank, even though his jaw ticked at the word ‘fool’ she had addressed him as. “I bumped into your car, yes. But, I’m not a fool, so I’d advise you watch what you call me.”

“Excuse me,” Ophelia bristled, her eyes flashing with surprise then anger as she felt insulted. Nobody had ever spoken to her with so much audacity before, not even Anita Davies, who she was incredibly pissed with.

“How dare you talk to me in such a manner?!” She explo