A Mistaken Surrogate for the Ruthless Billionaire
“Alright, alright, you win.”
“Wanna play something else?” she asked, looking around.
“Sure. You pick,” he said, gesturing to the rows of games.
She led him to the racing games, grabbing the steering wheel. “Ready to lose again?”
He grinned. “We’ll see.”
They raced, the game’s engine roaring as they sped around virtual tracks. Lulu beat him easily again.
“Two for two,” she said, teasing.
“You’re ruthless,” he said, shaking his head but smiling.