Chapter 565
"Huh?" I opened my eyes in confusion.
Grace leaned in closer and said, "I saw the video posted on Twitter. You were having a heated argument with someone, looking extremely badass."
I was dumbfounded. I didn't recall arguing with anyone.
Grace pouted in displeasure and said, "I'm talking about Le Rouve. I'm selling the car as soon as I return to Aspen. How could they employ such underhanded business tactics? How despicable! I feel like driving their car would only ruin my reputation."
I couldn't help but burst out laughing. It turned out that the "argument" she was talking about was actually the press conference from the previous day.
It sort of made sense, though, since the Francian language could be rather intense. It was easy to mistake their passion for anger if one didn't understand what the speaker was saying or if the speaker was speaking too fast.
"It's alright. You see, Le Rouve doesn't belong solely to the Wellington family. And besides, the brand itself isn't the issu
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