Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"Don't worry about me, Sebastian. If you've got things to do, just go. I'm not a kid. I'll rest up a bit, then go pick up Emily, and we'll head back to the set together." "Alright, I'll have the driver take you."

Sebastian said, gently laying her back on the bed and tucking her in before leaving.

But as soon as he was gone, Stephanie seemed to shake off her fatigue like a weight she'd been carrying.

Her body might have been tiring, but her spirits were soaring!

Sebastian even said he'd send a driver for her. But with her garage full of sports cars, it would be such a waste not to drive one herself!

Not only did she plan to drive herself to the set, she was itching to take Emily out for a spin on the town!

After a short rest, Stephanie hopped out of bed and ran herself a luxurious bubble bath sprinkled with rose petals.

The soreness from her earlier activities began to ebb away.

Dressed in a comfy hoodie and a mini skirt paired with ankle socks and sneakers, she opted for a fresh and youthful look.

With her mood lifted, she practically skipped to the garage.

That pink convertible was her absolute favorite.

But it was probably still filled with the smell.

After a moment's deliberation, she picked out a sapphire blue sports car instead. She grabbed the keys from the hook above and drove out of the garage, planning to get a feel for the car before picking up Emily. She might play fast and loose with her own life, but when it came to others, she was careful and responsible.

After about two hours of practice, Stephanie felt at one with the car.

It was only when her stomach started growling that she remembered she hadn't eaten anything yet.

There were no cooks in the castle at the moment, so she'd have to venture out for food.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Without a second thought, Stephanie zoomed off in her sports car and left the castle behind.

It was only when she checked her phone for directions that she saw Sebastian's text, "When you wake up, remember to grab something to eat."

Her reply was immediate and cheery: "Got it!"

He texted back instantly: "You're up already?"

"Can't I be?"

"Sure. Planning to head out?"

"Yeah! I'm starving. Going to find some food."

"Have the driver take you."

For some reason, Sebastian felt uneasy.

He knew her well enough to suspect that with so many sports cars at her disposal, she wouldn't stay put.

So he emphasized it almost instinctively.

But Stephanie's response was swift, "No way, I've got my own ride. I'm off to hunt down something tasty. Chat later." Sebastian knew it.

Out of sight, there wasn't much he could do but instruct the driver to follow discreetly, ready to intervene in case of any trouble.

And if Stephanie took any risks or drove recklessly, the driver was to report back to him immediately.

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Only then did Sebastian relax a bit and return to work.

Stephanie was really hungry.

She drove into the city, not picky about where to eat and pulled up at the nearest diner.

Her arrival in the sports car turned heads, and she became the unwitting

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photos and videos, all completely unbeknownst to her.

Inside the diner, she ordered a hearty meal and started to eat, oblivious to the curious glances around her.

It wasn't until Sebastian got the

report from the driver that she had

been snapped by onlookers that he

was concerned she might have caught the attention of the O paparazzi.