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.

professors. My mother

had a cold and took a day off.” I touched

must take care of yourself. You’ve lost weight. Has Julian been treating you badly??” My mother touched my face. No matter how I tried to hide it, she could sense it.

My mother

them about the divorce only after it was finalized. I didn’t want them to

parents I had a meeting with a friend and would return

and

was understated elegance. I left

to fetch me, leading me through winding

and jasmine. Seraphine, in a dark green silk cheongsam, sat

She gestured with

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here to sign the compensation agreement. Where is

some

an eyebrow, examining the teacup.“This isn’t poisoned,

don’t trust me, put it

I

down the teacup.“Okay.”

Menu

was probably about to launch into her obligatory

with the clichés. Aren’t you tired of that line? Let’s stop wasting

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

The compensation clause could have fit on a single page; instead,

it down.“I need to review this with my lawyer. I’ll call

a problem, tell me; I’ll amend

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