Chapter 172 The blaring ought Byens attention, and when the light turned red the glanced back, her gaze skimming over the vehicles. Lewel gückly ducked his head and even Tarquin turned his face away, fearing that Elysis at the crosswalk might catch sight of them away as Luckily after a beef glance, the pedaled the light switched toge Lower spoke up again, Targain, this aint gonna by Ms. Thoma int churters thell definitely catch on if we keep this in Not only will she figure out you’re not bankrupt with that fancy set of wheels, it also tick her off she gets mad just seeing you, and if she finds but you’re talling her shell hit the roof What if she gets so steamed the refines to cook for Elijah? Either you listen to me and chase after her on a bike, or we drop this Tean have someone follow her instead With a dark expression, Tarquin remained silent for a moment before pushing open the car door and stepping out By then, traffic was backed up behind them like a parade Targum, dressed in a pricey designer suit, donned sunglasses and a face mask, and amid the curious stares, he made his way to the sidewalk and got a bike Onlookers watched as he with his long straight legs, pedaled away The crowd was abuzz with confusion and excitement “Holy cow is that some celebrity causing a scene? Are they filming a movie?” don’t see any cameras Doesn’t look like a movie shoot” “Maybe its some nich kid slumming it? I saw him get out of that luxury car!” vibe a I nich kid, it’s more big shot CEO Holy moly, did I just step into a novel? My boss CEO is hitting the streets! Those legs. that figure, that nom. I’m head over heels! No, no, I gotta follow my CEO and experience life, I’m hopping on one of those shared bikes What are you riding for? Your house is just up the road” “I don’t care. I wanna nde, I wanna follow the CEO and strut down the street” “Me too me too And just like that, a group of girls, giddy as can be, started scrambling for city bikes to chase after Tarquin Lowell watched the procession behind Tarquin and facepalmed. Didn’t say it wasn’t a good idea to follow? And even if we did, did he really have to do it personally? Doesn’t he hate being seen in Yet there he was, not only making an appearance but also riding a city bike. Holy cow, what a sight to behold! And what was the big deal today that he had to follow her? Lowell was still clueless about Tarquin’s actual motive for tailing Elysial He quietly pulled out his phone, snapped a photo, and discreetly sent it to the group chat Then the chatterboxes and the silent ones in the group exploded into conversation. Meanwhile, Elysia was blissfully unaware that her solo bike ride had sparked a cycling frenzy. She arrived at the Happy Mart and parked her bike in the designated area While heading towards the supermarket, she dialed Blossom’s number, Blossom, have you guys made it yet?” “We’re still stuck in traffic. You there already? “Yeah, I biked over” “Told you, two wheels beat four during rush hour. Well need another fifteen minutes or so. It’s chilly out, go on inside, and I’ll call you when we get there” “Okay” Hanging up, Elysia grabbed a shopping cart and entered the supermarket Tarquin, having shaken off his trail of admirers, followed her inside ཟཀྟེ ནྡྲ རྒྱུ 。 རྟ He couldn’t go unnoticed, wherever he went, eyes followed. Even the lady sweeping up at the supermarket entrance couldn’t help but give him a few extra looks, chuckling as she said. “This young man sure is handsome.” 11:20 Chapters Chapter 172 The incessant honking behind them was getting impossible to ignore. This traffic was moving slower than the walking ones! The blaring homs caught Elysia’s attention, and when the light turned red, she glanced back, her gaze skimming over the vehicles. Lowell quickly ducked his head, and even Torquin turned his face away, fearing that Elysia at the crosswalk might catch sight of them. Luckily, after a brief glance, she pedaled away as the light switched to green. Lowell spoke up again. “Tarquin, this ain’t gonna fly! Ms. Thome isn’t clueless. She’ll definitely catch on if we keep this up. Not only will she figure out you’re not bankrupt with that fancy set of wheels, but it’ll also tick her off. She gets mad just seeing you, and if she finds cut you’re talling her, she’ll hit the roof! What if she gets so steamed she refuses to cook for Elijah? Either you listen to me and chase after her on a bike, or we drop this. I can have someone follow her instead.” With a dark expression, Tarquin remained silent for a moment before pushing open the car door and stepping out. By then, traffic was backed up behind them like a parade. Tarquin, dressed in a pricey designer suit, donned sunglasses and a face mask, and amid the curious stares, he made his way to the sidewalk and got a bike… Onlookers watched as he, with his long, straight legs, pedaled away. The crowd was abuzz with confusion and excitement. “Holy cow, is that some celebrity causing a scene? Are they filming a movie?” “I don’t see any cameras. Doesn’t look like a movie shoot.” “Maybe it’s some rich kid slumming it? I saw him get out of that luxury car!” “That vibe ain’t rich kid; it’s more big shot CEO! Holy moly, did I just step into a novel? My boss CEO is hitting the streets! Those legs, that figure, that ours, I’m head over heels! No, no, I gotta follow my CEO and experience life. I’m hopping on one of those shared bikes too.” “What are you riding for? Your house is just up the road.” “I don’t care. I wanna ride, I wanna follow the CEO and strut down the street. “Me too, me tool” And just like that, a group of girls, giddy as can be, started scrambling for city bikes to chase after Tarquin. Lowell watched the procession behind Tarquin and facepalmed. Didn’t I say it wasn’t a good idea to follow? And even if we did, did he really have to do it personally? Doesn’t he hate being seen in crowds? Yet there he was, not only making an appearance but also riding a city bike… Holy cow, what a sight to behold! And what was the big deal today that he had to follow her? Lowell was still clueless about Tarquin’s actual motive for tailing Elysia! He quietly pulled out his phone, snapped a photo, and discreetly sent it to the group chat. Then the chatterboxes and the silent ones in the group exploded into conversation. Meanwhile, Elysia was blissfully unaware that her solo bike ride had sparked a cycling frenzy. She arrived at the Hoppy Mart and parked her bike in the designated area. While heading towards the supermarket, she dialed Blossom’s number, “Blossom, have you guys vs made it yet?” “We’re still stuck in traffic. You there already? “Yeah, I biked over.” “Told you, two wheels beat four during rush hour. Well need another fifteen minutes or so. It’s chilly out, go on inside, and I’ll call you when we get there.” “Okay.” Hanging up, Elysia grabbed a shopping cart and entered the supermarket. Tarquin, having shaken off his trail of admirers, followed her inside. He couldn’t go unnoticed: wherever he went, eyes followed. Even the lady sweeping up at the supermarket