Luana did not respond, simply reaching for her water glass and taking a quiet sip.
Seeing her silence, Calvert became even more convinced that she was referring to him.
In fact, a hint of doubt was quietly rising in his heart, questioning whether the information he had investigated before was incorrect.
After all, he couldn't remember her at all.
However, seeing her so vulnerable and helpless last night, he couldn't help but feel worried and even a bit sad.
That heart-wrenching feeling was so real that it made him start to ponder whether what she had said before might be true.
After hesitating for a moment, he mustered the courage to ask, "Miss Hammond, you once said you were my girlfriend. Is that really true?"
"No, I lied to you," Luana replied without even lifting her eyelids, flatly denying it.
Hearing this answer, Calvert felt a slight sinking in his heart, a sense of loss welling up. He continued, "Then why did you lie to me?"
Luana, expressionless and cold, said, "To cling to you and marry into wealth, of course."
In her view, Calvert's question was merely a test to see if she still remembered his previous warning.
If she had answered truthfully or tried to explain as she used to, she might have provoked his violent behavior and ended up getting kicked again.
Moreover, to avoid arousing his suspicion about her relationship with Cline, she had already portrayed herself as a "woman for sale".
Using this excuse now would dispel his concerns about her revealing their past.
Naturally, Calvert couldn't perceive the complex thoughts swirling in Luana's mind.
Hearing her response, the feeling of loss in his heart was suddenly magnified as if pulled by an invisible hand.
Strangely, when she used to pester him constantly, he found her scheming and extremely annoying.
But now, hearing her heartless words, he felt nothing but loss, sadness, and a hint of reluctance.
"Do you still want to cling to me now?" he asked, still not giving up.
"You're too high for me to reach, so forget it," Luana replied impatiently, her tone as cold as ice.
She thought to herself, enough is enough. This man kept testing her, as if she had nothing better to do.
Calvert's lips twitched, forcing a wry smile, his expression somewhat embarrassed.
In reality, the moment he asked that question, he already felt his behavior was somewhat embarrassing.
He silently mocked himself. What was he doing? How could he ask such a childish question?
It seemed he really needed to see a neurologist with Gath later.
The waiter happened to push the meal cart over at that moment, allowing Calvert to escape from his awkward situation.
Pretending as if nothing had happened, he picked up his knife and fork and began to cut the steak leisurely.
After cutting it, he placed the steak on Luana's plate with his fork, speaking, "Miss Hammond, you're too thin. You need to eat more."
Compared to five years ago, Luana had indeed become much thinner.
She used to have a bit of baby fat, making her look full of energy and vitality.
But now, she was so thin it seemed she could be held with just one hand. No wonder she was always sleepy with such a frail body.
Luana had no appetite for food, merely picking at a few leaves before putting down her fork.
The steak that Calvert had served her remained untouched.
Seeing this, Calvert thought she was annoyed with him and didn't even want to eat with him, a hint of loneliness appearing on his face.
After the meal, Calvert offered to take her home, but Luana refused.
Having experienced the pain of being rejected once, she wouldn't foolishly approach him again to suffer. She needed to stay as far away from him as possible. After all, her life was important.
After refusing Calvert, Luana went to the hotel garage, rummaged through her bag for the keys to the car she had driven yesterday, and planned to drive it home.
But at that moment, she noticed her phone in her bag vibrating non-stop.
She took out her phone and glanced at it. The caller ID showed Mr. Night.
Luana knew that his frantic search for her was likely because he wanted to sleep with her again.
But with her current weak physical condition, she couldn't withstand the strain.
After hesitating for a moment, she replied, "I'm so tired. Let me rest for now. Can we talk about it in a few days?"
Mr. Night still held the leverage over her attempt to harm Travis.
Although Travis, upon waking up, would have to deal with a bunch of troubles from the Elan family and wouldn't have time to bother her, if Mr. Night was unhappy and exposed her secret, Travis would definitely come after her first, which would be too costly.
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Therefore, even though she was extremely reluctant to be troubled by Mr. Night, to avoid provoking Travis, she could only appease him with kind words for now.
After sending the message, she turned off her phone, took out her car keys, and opened the car door.
Just as she was about to get in the car, a Ferrari suddenly screeched to a halt right in front of her.