Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Brown didn’t answer, and he got out of the car and opened the door.

He lowered his head and allowed Livia to cout. His face was smiling as if he was satisfied that Livia had

been bombarded with curiosity.

“Don’t smile. Don’t you know that it’s like a signal toto be careful when you smile?’ Livia frowned.

“Why did you bringhere?” Livia pointed to a car dealer standing firmly in front of him.

The people who had been standing near the door were already approaching, greeting Assistant Brown with

respect.

The person in the front introduces himself, then nods his head and will help with whatever Assistant Brown

needs.

“Can we talk for a minute?” Livia ccloser and spoke in a low tone near Brown's ear.

Livia glanced at the people from the Dealer, asking Assistant Brown to make them go.

Just by moving his hand, Brown made everyone in front of Livia return to their place.

The girl had goosebumps; the Assistant Brown's hand movement can really bring about a tremendous impact.

“Why did you bringhere?” After being mesmerized by the power of the male's hand in front of her, Livia

asked in a small voice, ensuring the dealers couldn’t hear her.

“To buy your car.”

“Car? Why? | don’t want to buy a car.”

“This is Mr. Damian's orders.” Brown was giving an answer that would make his life easier because he knew that

an absolute answer could silence the mouth of the young lady in front of him.

“Stop using those scary words as your weapon, Assistant Brown. Instead, answer my question as a human

being.” Livia was half-shouted because she did not want her words to be heard by the dealers.

“Young master doesn’t want you to ride a taxi again. So today is your last day to call a taxi.”

“What? What's the deal? | even took a taxi after he left. Did he say he hurt his eyes because he sawusing a

taxi?”

Tell your young master to have his eyes checked and his psych.”

“No, the young master doesn’t like taxis coming into his yard.”

“Hey, if that’s all, I'll go up from the main gate. | will tell Mr. Matt not to allow taxis into the yard.” Easy, that’s it.

Livia challenged through her eyes.

“Young master doesn’t even like anything to do with taxis.” Assistant Brown was already lazy to respond to Livia.

He knew Livia’s mouth was good at arguing.

“Don’t make senseless excuses, okay?”

Assistant Brown looked at his watch. It seemed he had wasted a lot of twith that petty debate. Then his hand

moved, asking the manager earlier to ccloser.

The man hurriedly ran over to him.

“Can | help you, sir?”

“Send all kinds of cars of different colors to Alexander's house.”

“Okay.” The dealership manager nodded his head as if he hadn't just heard an unreasonable order.

“Wait.” Livia approached, again hitting Assistant Brown's shoulder. Now her right hand gripped the shoulder.

“Even if it's crazy, there must be a limit. Why don’t you ask for a car factory?”

Livia was gripping the shoulders even harder, and she sighed over and over again.

This is an unstoppable form of emotional outlet.

Assistant Brown took two steps back, causing Livia’s hand to fall beside his waist.

“Alright. Young lady, I'll report it to the young master.”

“Report what?” Livia was screaming at the stime, feeling worried.

He won't report that she disobeyed him and even ask for a car factory to be built, doesn’t he?

“You want to build a car factory.”

“No kidding, who wants to ask for a car factory!” Livia’s voice was getting out of control. She didn’t care if the

dealer manager heard, and her face started to lighten up.

“Didn’t you just say that?”

Really, she just wanted to strangle him right now. Can't he see Livia was so angry right now? Why did he take her

jokes seriously? Don’t say that with just one word, he can immediately acquire someone else's factory. And in

the twinkling of an eye, he can throw a certificate of ownership in her face.

“Forget what | said earlier!”

“Do you want to use your nas a brand for one of the cars? Or you want your nto be the company’s

main brand.”

“Not that! Forget what | said about the car factory.”

Now she knows Damian can even buy half this country with his wealth. So why should she marry that horrible

man? She thinks. “Forget my words about car factory and never talk about it. | will choose a car that makes you

and Mr. Damian satisfied.”

“Of course, Young lady, | will be happy if the young master is also happy.”

The look in Brown's eyes followed Livia’s every step. Finally, a salesgirl helped her explain the types and

advantages of the car. Even though she didn’t understand, she still smiled and thanked her.

“Deliver today to Alexanders’s house.”

“Okay. Assistant Brown, have a nice day.”

They seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at Livia’s departure. Of course, who wants to linger with Assistant Brown?

The car was already moving back to Livia’s shophouse.

“I don’t have a driver's license.” Livia was still trying to thwart car ownership. It's not that she refuses because

she doesn’t like luxury items. However, for her, an object called a car is still beyond her purchasing power. After

all, what's a car for if city transportation is very comfortable?

“Then whose driving license is in your wallet?”

How did he know Livia had a driver's license? She had never driven a car in front of him.

“Assistant Brown, are you checking my private life?” Livia felt annoyed and horrified.

“I checked the life of the young master’s future wife.”

What the hell is wrong with him? He barged into others’ private life to protect his master. It's really great.

“How far did you check on me?” Even if she wants an answer, she doesn’t want to know the answer

simultaneously. Because if she knew the answer, it would likely give her goosebumps.

“Do you wantto tell you the names of your three ex-boyfriends?”

Livia was taken aback.

“No! | believe you can do extraordinary things at the level.” Livia mumbled a little. “Even a small level, so trivial

things just like that, you know.”

Livia was silent the whole way, not wanting to ask any more questions. The more she knew something, it’s like

the more threat to her

life.

Assistant Brown dropped Livia at the shop like he had picked her up.

“You can thank the young master right away, Young lady. He must be very pleased.”

“Thank you for escorting me. Now go back to Mr. Damian and convey my gratitude to him.”

“You can tell him yourself, on the bed later.”

‘What?! What did he just say? On the bed?!”