Chapter 86: I want a name, not stories

She smiled and later left the restaurant pretending to be sad, but Derrick had already left.

As soon as she steps out of the restaurant, she scouts the environment for Derrick but he is nowhere to be found. She walked to the roadside with a long face. She plans on feigning illness to get Derrick to take her home and spend time with her, but it looks like that isn't going to happen since Derrick is already gone. Annoyed, she stood by the roadside trying to get a taxi back home. Just then a black Porsche stopped in front of her. She frowned at first but realized who it was when the window was rolled down.

"Get in," Derrick said.

"No, I came here by myself, and I would go by myself," Lyla declined trying to get Derrick to coax her to sit in his car.

She rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest looking elsewhere like she didn't need the ride, but inwardly she was happy with the attention she was getting from Derrick.

Derrick asked her one more time already getting irritated