"I’m alone, I can live anywhere. The things are still there, but the people are gone. I hate living in that house." I deliberately made my words sound unpleasant to express my distaste for the villa.
But actually, everything in that villa was carefully chosen and arranged by , and I really liked it.
But now nothing is more important than the bracelet my mom left behind.
"Okay, how much do you want?"
"Eight million."
Actually, the depreciation for renovation and furniture should be considered, but I didn’t want to be fair. He wronged first, why should I consider him?
"I’ll give you fifteen million. Tomorrow afternoon, let’s go through the transfer procedures. But you don’t need to rush to move out, you can stay as long as you want." Adrian was very generous, which surprised .
"I just want eight million, not a penny more. And I’ll move out as soon as possible."
Taking more money from him makes uneasy. I fear if his old illness resurfaces and he really asks for a blood transfusion again, the extra seven million would beco the price for my life.
Seeing my determination, Adrian felt heartbroken again, "Lily... we truly loved each other. Do you really have to draw a..."
"See you tomorrow." I didn’t wait for him to finish his sentintal words and hung up the phone after throwing out three words.
I carefully calculated that I now have over ten million on hand. If I use the company account to get a bank loan, I should be able to get another ten million.
This move is technically unreasonable, but I can’t care about that now.
A few years ago, I went to a similar charity auction with Adrian. Those rich tycoons, spending money extravagantly, often closed deals at prices many tis over the auction items just for a good reputation.
If the starting price for the bracelet is around thirty million, I need to prepare at least a hundred million.
A hundred million, for , is an astronomical figure...
I went through all the friends I could think of around , estimating the funds I could borrow from them, at most another ten million.
But I was still seventy million short.
I had insomnia again that night.
The next afternoon, Adrian personally drove to pick up from the company downstairs.
I didn’t sit in his Rolls-Royce. I drove my own car to the governnt affairs center.
There were a lot of people handling the transfer, and after taking a number, we waited on the side.
Adrian walked away for a mont, then returned with a cup of hot cocoa in hand.
"It’s colder today, a little chilly, have a hot drink to warm up." He handed it to , his tone warm, and his expression caring.
I glanced at it and refused, "No thanks, I’m on a diet."
I do like hot cocoa, but he was too late to please .
"You’re not overweight, why diet? Health is the most important." Adrian sat beside , persuading , and pushed the hot drink toward again.
I still didn’t take it.
In the standoff, Adrian’s phone rang.
He took it out, glanced at it, and hung up.
But soon, the phone rang again.
I could clearly feel his impatience as he set the drink down and answered the call.
"What now?"
"Brother Adrian, where did you go? I feel so uncomfortable. I want to see you..." With us sitting so close, the soft tone of Sophie drifted over as soon as Adrian answered the call.
"I’m at work in the company. I’ve been busy these days, like I told you." Adrian explained.
I listened, unable to stop a cold smile from forming on my lips.
Lying to brush her off already?
Really makes feel sorry for Sophie.
"Brother Adrian, is work more important or am I more important? You have a lifeti to work, but not many days left to spend with ..."
Adrian patiently soothed her, "Don’t make a fuss, I really have matters to handle."
"’I’m making a fuss? Adrian, don’t think I don’t know you’re with Lily? How many tis have you lied to ? You said you wouldn’t et her, but you’ve gone to see her again!"
Sophie’s sudden outburst of emotion startled even sitting beside.
I was taken aback, glanced at Adrian, and then looked around the surroundings.
Sure enough, Sophie had arrived!
My head buzzed, secretly thinking this isn’t good.
It’s not that I’m guilty or afraid of her, but she’s so unstable now, doing things without considering the consequences.
The online attacks on have just cald down, I don’t want her to make a scene and push back into hot search.
"Forget it for today, you comfort her well, I’ll leave first." Before my voice fell, I stood up and left the service hall from the other side.
But even though I wanted peace, Sophie didn’t plan to let go.
"Lily! Stop right there! Why run if you’re not stealing soone else’s husband!" Sophie’s sharp and shrill scream suddenly rang out, startling everyone in the hall.
Everyone looked up and around, not knowing what was happening.
"If you have the guts, co chase —" I waved at Sophie from a distance, still with a smile on my face, clearly provoking.
"Lily!" Sophie beca even more furious, rushing forward like a headless fly.
"Sophie, stop making a scene. I asked Lily to et just to handle the house transfer. Isn’t it what you want, for to clear things with her? Divorce requires completing the division of assets first." Adrian hurriedly blocked Sophie and explained to her.
Hearing this, a cold sneer crossed my heart, extre disdain.
This scumbag was still caring for in one mont, and in the next, telling the new lover he’s ready to cut ties with .
I didn’t know, that after being in love for so many years, soone could have such acting potential.
"Then why did you lie to saying you’re working? Every ti I ask you to accompany , you say you’re busy. If I hadn’t followed you today, I’d still be in the dark! You even bought her a drink! You care for her so much but tell I’m overthinking?"
Sophie proved difficult to deceive.
She must have noticed Adrian showing so regret and goodwill towards , hence her hysteria.
The hall was quickly crowded with people, I had already walked out the glass door, looked back, and saw them still arguing. In her rage, Sophie picked up the cup of hot cocoa and splashed it on Adrian.
The people around quickly dodged away.
Adrian looked terribly embarrassed.
I happened to see this scene and my face changed, my shoulder subconsciously twitching.
Wennie was right, Sophie was too much. Surely no man could stand it.
Adrian truly brought this upon himself.
The transfer didn’t go through, but it didn’t stop from moving.
Seeing Sophie’s erratic behavior pushed to imdiately commit to moving away.
I must keep a distance from Adrian and the Miller family to feel safe.
That afternoon, I found a place and moved house.
To avoid suspicion, I didn’t contact Adrian, instead letting the property managent notify him by phone.
That evening, while I was still organizing things in the rental house, Adrian called.
I didn’t pick up.
Then he sent a WeChat ssage.
[Lily, where did you move to? Is life there convenient? Is the area safe?]
[Lily, Sophie’s recent treatnt is painful, and she’s a bit irritable. Don’t take it to heart. I explained everything to her later, and she apologized to .]
I was taken aback.
If Wennie was right again, this green tea would definitely excel at manipulating a man’s heart.
Sophie threw a public tantrum and drenched him with hot cocoa, and for such a shaful excessive act, he could still be appeased.
I looked at the WeChat ssage and laughed out loud. It turned out Adrian had a penchant for abuse.
[You need money for life outside, I’ll transfer the money to you first, and we can handle the transfer procedures when we have ti.]
He sent three WeChat ssages in a row, and I didn’t reply to any of them.
A mont later, my phone buzzed, and my account received ten million.
I didn’t get it.
Did Adrian love Sophie or ? Or was he enjoying playing both sides, dancing between us?
I couldn’t figure it out, so I returned two million and replied with two words: Thank you.
Adrian sent a few more WeChat ssages, but I had no mind to read them either.
After tidying up, I still had to deal with the Carter family’s big order. I’d scheduled a preliminary checkup for this weekend to let Mrs. Carter take a look. I’d make revisions if needed.
Early Saturday morning, that Hongqi L5 ca to pick up again.
I’d been feeling restless and had poor sleep lately, relying on sleeping pills to get through last night.
Sitting in the Carter family’s prestigious custom Hongqi L5, cruising smoothly and comfortably, I accidentally fell asleep.
When I woke up, I arose to find the car quietly parked in front of Carter Manor, not knowing for how long it had been there.
Reviews
All reviews (0)