Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 18

Seeing my silence, Seraphine cleared her throat.“7 PM. If you don’t come, you’ll only get 100 million.” Without waiting for a response, she hung up.

I lowered my phone, thoughtful. I recalled Sherry’s warning… What was Seraphine up to? She never liked me; she’d despised my background and prevented me from moving into the Shaw residence for four years. She was consistently cold and sarcastic whenever I visited her. Beyond that, she hadn’t done anything else. This meeting was likely a final attempt to insult me and finalize the compensation agreement.

I’d been considering whether to go or not, but an hour later, Gary sent me another message:“Ms. Frost, will you come?”

I pursed my lips. Why was he pressing me? I wish I could give the suit to the building manager and asked him to give it to Evan; after all, he lived upstairs.

Ignoring him would be bad, and offending Evan would be detrimental. Perhaps I should go there to return the suit and see Seraphine?

I replied to Gary: Fine, what time works?

He quickly replied:8 PM.

After applying light makeup and changing, I went to my parents‘ place. The Ocean Rose thing had made me aware of the stalking. There was a suspicious car outside the villa for the past few days, which confirmed my guess.

While I was driving, Julian called.“Are you napping?”

Hah, he was trying to set me up.

I scoffed.“Nah. Going to my parents‘ place.”

“To deliver the suit?”

“…Yes.” I glanced at the suit in the passenger seat.

Hearing no lies, Julian hung up, but he told his man to keep watching Olivia.

my parents‘ house. They were retired university professors. My mother was surprised to see me at this hour.“Not

day off.”

lost weight. Has Julian been treating you badly??” My mother touched

him.” I joked. My mother said nothing. I changed the subject.

after it was finalized. I didn’t want them to

had a meeting with a friend and would return later to

and

was classic; the interior was understated elegance. I left the suit at reception and called Seraphine to inform her I’d

fetch me, leading me through winding corridors to a room.

with incense, tea, and jasmine. Seraphine,

with her chin.

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we were here to sign the compensation agreement. Where

rush. Have some tea; let’s

examining the teacup.“This isn’t

scoffed.“If you don’t trust me, put

I

the teacup.“Okay.”

Menu

to launch into her

of that line? Let’s stop wasting time.” I

turned green with anger. Then, she produced the agreement.

picked it up, reading each page. The compensation clause could have fit on a single page; instead, it stretched over ten, filled with fluff. She was clearly

review this with my lawyer. I’ll call you tomorrow at noon.”

there’s a problem, tell me;