Chapter 89 How Bad Did Curtis Mistreat You?

I saw the Maybach’s window wind down all of a sudden, and Sam’s ostentatious face appeared on the driver’s seat. “Hi, pretty lady. Can I have dinner with you?” Lame! I rolled my eyes at Sam. After that, I lifted my hand to show him my dinner and answered him, “I’m sorry. I’ve already eaten.” Sam leaned against the car window with a frown, and he stretched out his head. “A pregnant lady like you is eating that? How bad does Curtis mistreat you?” I was speechless, and I did not want to bother him. That guy was not your average senseless person. I kept my bento box and started the car, ready to return home. However, Sam stopped his car in front of mine and looked at me while lifting his brows. “Sis Julia, let’s have dinner together, shall we?” Upon seeing Sam’s shameless look, I grew a little irritated. “I’m full!” “Then, let’s just sit somewhere together!” This lunatic. Sam’s car was blocking the road, so not only could I not move, the other vehicles could not move as well. Th