Oops! My Escort Is A Mafia Don - Chapter 91: Chapter 91

"Oh my god, he's so hot," someone exclaimed. "I swear, he's the most handsome man I've ever seen. He's tall and in great shape. The only flaw is that he's not with me."
Another girl screamed, "He's walking this way. I prayed for a boyfriend two weeks ago, and now it's happening?!"
"Yeah, keep dreaming. A guy like that is way out of our league."
"Come on, a guy like that totally needs someone like me to keep things real."
"Face it, someone like me adds just the right amount of fun to his polished life."
While the crowd kept whispering and joking, Julian strode straight toward Olivia.
The moment she saw him coming her way, Olivia started backing up, planning to make a quick getaway. But her legs weren't as long as his. Before she could get far, he grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back.
"Why are you leaving? I'm not going to do anything to you," Julian said with an amused look.
Olivia asked in a lowered voice, "What are you doing here?"
Julian raised an eyebrow. "Taking a walk."
"A walk? Do I look stupid?"
"Then why even ask? Of course, I'm here for you. What else would I be here for?"
Olivia was speechless.
Everyone around them was staring, and Olivia didn't want to turn this into a public spectacle. She had no choice but to follow Julian to the car.
When they got to the car, Julian didn't get in right away—he opened the trunk instead.
A light, pleasant scent drifted out. Then a wash of pale yellow filled her vision. The entire trunk was filled with sunflowers, all in full bloom—vibrant and bursting with life.
Olivia let out a quiet sigh of relief. 'Thank goodness they're not roses,' she thought. 'Ivan and Chloe are still around—if Julian had shown up with roses and they told Dylan, I'd be in trouble.
'Not that I'll feel guilty if people find out about me and Julian, but still—why invite unnecessary trouble?'
"I overheard your husband this morning, telling his assistant to buy flowers for his mistress," Julian said casually. "I figured, if she gets flowers, you should too—so I bought some for you."
Olivia said, "Thank you. You're such a good guy."
Julian chuckled. "I was going to get you roses, but I was worried you'd get embarrassed, so I didn't."
She shot him a glare. "Thank god you didn't. That would've been a nightmare."
Just then, Ivan walked over. He greeted Olivia respectfully and then turned to Julian. "Mr. Hudson, about the car—"
Julian cut him off. "Sorry, I'm used to driving on the right side. I'm not used to left-hand drive cars, so I accidentally hit yours. I'll pay for the repairs. Just call someone to tow it away."
Ivan knew Julian was acquainted with Dylan, so he didn't press the issue. He nodded and called for a tow truck.
Then he walked over to Chloe and apologized. "Ms. Lane, the car's out of commission. I'll call a cab to take you home. I need to stay here and wait for the tow truck."
Chloe was livid. She'd come here thinking she could have a moment in the spotlight, but barely thirty seconds in, it felt like she'd just been slapped in the face—in front of everyone.
She was sure Julian did it on purpose. But after that kick he gave her last time, she was honestly traumatized. Even if she was furious, she didn't dare confront him.
She could tell—unlike Olivia, who might rough her up a bit but wouldn't really go too far—Julian really wanted her dead.
Julian opened the passenger door for Olivia. There was a bag of snacks and a cup of milkshake on the seat.