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Getting into the backseat with him,she quickly asked. “Can we please stop by the house?” He frowned.”Why?” “I don’t feel this outfit is suitable enough for the banquet.” She was clad in work clothes and she was sure she would look odd if she goes like this. One might think she was a waiter or something. “I really want to change.”She said with a smile. “Is there any need to?”He asked,nonchalantly. She sighed.”I’m pretty sure the banquet will be filled with so many wealthy men and…” “Fabiola,you are married.”He snapped. “I mean,men and women…people.I’m not going there to impress people I don’t know.I just don’t want to embarrass you.”She said,convincingly. Lorenzo grimaced,she had a point. He ordered the driver to head for the shopping mall. She grew tensed.”You’ve gotten me so