The Bentley drove on for a while, and Sophia Hamilton turned her attention again, hesitantly saying, "Last time I crashed your car, did the insurance company compensate for the repair costs?"

Mentioning their first not-so-pleasant encounter, Evander Lancaster was somewhat amused yet exasperated.

"Silly girl, you ran away after crashing my car, who’s still going to care?"

Sophia...

Pressed her lips, said awkwardly, "Then... how much was the repair? I’ll pay you back."

Evander glanced over, eyes filled with a profound smile, "Really want to compensate?"

Sophia...

Bit her lower lip and nodded, bracing herself.

Evander’s handsome brow involuntarily raised, tinged with obvious implication, winked, and said playfully, "It cost quite a bit of hard cash, pretty expensive."

Sophia...

Pressed her lips again, "...I can pay some from my monthly salary until it’s fully paid off."

Evander nodded as if in agreement, "Hmm, this method seems feasible."

Sophia...

Suddenly wore a face full of resentment; this jerk, how could he go back on his word? He clearly agreed before that a kiss would suffice, now he’s backtracking.

This naive woman blamed Evander completely unaware that it was her own suggestion, and he just wanted to use this opportunity to "exploit" her a few more times!

Even while looking at the road ahead, Evander could feel the strong sense of grievance in the car, he glanced over and asked with a half-smile, "What? Regretting it? Can’t bear to part with the money?"

"No," Sophia shook her head against her will, but her crestfallen tone had already betrayed her thoughts.

How could Sophia’s thoughts escape the sharp-minded man? As he turned back, happily driving, he laughed and said, "Actually, there are other ways you can compensate,"

Feeling a pair of intense eyes fixed on her, Evander suddenly leaned in with his handsome face. The abrupt movement scared Sophia into instinctively dodging back, and she saw him wink again and deliberately draw out the words ambiguously, "For example... in kind."

Even knowing Evander was teasing her on purpose, Sophia still felt her cheeks burning. An indecent image flashed through her mind: he’s holding her head, commanding her to watch... there.

"Hmph! In your dreams!" Sophia huffed in discontent, her face already flushed bright red.

"Hmm, you’re right, just the thought of it is delightful," Evander reached out to grasp Sophia’s hand, tightened it in his palm, and murmured to himself.

"Pervert!" Sophia suddenly understood Evander’s meaning, turned slightly to glare at him with grievance; her words and expressions no longer as filled with hostility as before.

Listening to Sophia’s shyness, Evander pulled her hand to his lips, kissed it lightly, and said nonchalantly, "Silly girl, what’s there to be embarrassed about? It’s not like we haven’t done it before."

"You!" Sophia became even more embarrassed, pouted in grievance, glaring at Evander, only managing to utter that one word, unable to say any more.

"What’s wrong, did I say something incorrect?" Looking at the road ahead, Evander continued nonchalantly, "We are dating, it’s normal to do this, and in the future, we need to for the sake of our descendants too..."

"Don’t say it!" Before Evander could finish, Sophia lunged over, covering his mouth with her hand, preventing him from continuing with those words that made her blush and heartbeat race.,