Isabella Weaver stood on the second floor and suddenly raised her voice: "Dad, are you going to sell your daughter for the Lewis Family’s little money? Didn’t soone say earlier this afternoon that our Weaver Family doesn’t lack money? Don’t let the Lewis Family look down on us, we can’t take this money."
She rarely called him "Dad," and as she uttered it, Christopher Weaver’s scalp tingled slightly. With these words, whether to accept the check or not beca a predicant.
After hesitating for a while, Christopher Weaver finally decided not to take it. His tone sounded quite earnest: "This isn’t about money. My daughter doesn’t want a divorce; she says she likes Harry a lot, and as her father, I can only support her love. It’s not embarrassing to say, Isabella’s biological mother died early, I raised her single-handedly, so our bond is unique, and I wish for nothing more than her happiness!"
Isabella was so shocked by his words, spoken as if they were true, that she almost fell off the second floor!
She finally figured out where Ella Weaver’s uncanny ability to lie with her eyes open ca from—it was all inherited from Christopher Weaver!
Cherry Lewis glanced at Isabella on the second floor, a refined and pretty smile appearing on her face:
"Uncle Weaver, actually there’s no love at all between Isabella and Brother Harry. You might not know, but they t when she was a waitress at a club. Brother Harry pulled a spur-of-the-mont stunt to make jealous, claiming he was going to marry a random woman. Your daughter won’t be happy because Brother Harry has always loved . Please persuade your daughter to get divorced and be free sooner."
Christopher Weaver wore a benevolent fatherly expression, looking up at Isabella: "Isabella, is that so? If Harry doesn’t like you, no matter how wealthy the Hunter Family is, you shouldn’t pursue Harry anymore. Get a divorce. Your father doesn’t want you to live unhappily."
Isabella quickly understood Christopher Weaver’s intention. He was saying this on purpose to make the Lewis Family raise their price!
So ruthless!
He would never forget to squeeze out all her value!
She had underestimated Christopher Weaver. He doesn’t just make a profit from the Hunter Family and the Parker Family but wants to extract a hefty sum from the Lewis Family too!
She didn’t respond to Christopher Weaver’s words but looked at Cherry Lewis and said, "You say Harry loves you, prove it."
"Brother Harry loves ; everyone in the world knows it. It doesn’t need proving."
"Isn’t it that Miss Lewis can’t prove it?"
"Of course not, haven’t I told you? Brother Harry loves so much he even picks out my clothes himself."
"Harry says he didn’t pick them for you. They were chosen by his family and sent to you under his na."
Cherry suddenly stood up: "You’re lying, he personally gave them to !"
Isabella couldn’t help but smile as she saw her sudden emotional agitation: "Besides the clothes, what else can prove that he loves you?"
"How do you want it proven? Today I’m going to make you accept it wholeheartedly! If it’s true that he loves , will you file for divorce on your own?"
Cherry’s competitive spirit was fully triggered. Even up to this mont, she couldn’t believe that Harry didn’t love her and instead loved Isabella!
Isabella’s expression was indifferent: "Sure. Let’s both call him and see how he responds?"
"Alright!"
Cherry accepted confidently, picked up her phone, and called Harry.
The phone rang for a long ti before it was answered. Cherry put it on speakerphone and sweetly said, "Brother Harry, why did it take you so long to pick up the phone?"
"Miss Lewis, I’m Connor. The Young Master is in an important eting. If you have anything to say, let convey it to him after the eting."
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