Chapter 145

"Miss Acevedo, you're being dramatic," Anabel chuckled. "I'm a law-abiding citizen. I wouldn't do something like that"

Instead of looking relieved, Madalyn pressed on with her questions. "You mean ruin my looks? Lock me up? Hire someone to take nude photos of me? Or leave me disabled?" Anabel laughed lightly. "Miss Acevedo, your imagination is quite vivid. But it's not vivid enough."

She sipped her coffee slowly. For example, you might imagine that Matthew loves you so much that the Graham and Powell families wouldn't dare to touch you, but they could go after the people around you. Of course, you could choose to live a solitary life, having nothing but Matthew. "No family, no relatives, no friends, no colleagues, no servants, and so on."

"You can also picture everyone around you scheming against you, ensuring you never find peace, and so on."

Madalyn's expression hardened, and she pursed her lips, remaining silent.

Anabel poured out the cold coffee from Madalyn's cup and filled it with hot coffee. Then she asked nonchalantly, "Miss Acevedo, cam you agree to my terms?"

Madalyn didn't think long before she replied bluntly. "Sure.

"But I have to ask, if I divorce Matthew after we get married or if I leave him after having his child, can those three conditions be nullified?"

Anabel smiled. "My conditions are non-negotiable."

Madalyn closed her eyes for a moment and then said calmly, "I understand. I'll adhere to those three conditions."

"You're indeed a clever one," Anabel smiled. "You can go now."

Without saying another word, Madalyn quickly left the coffee shop, got into her car, and drove away. No one followed her.

Instead of returning to her previous apartment, she checked into a hotel, sleeping soundly until dawn. Afterward, while taking a bath, she called Louis and recounted the details of her meeting with Anabel.

Once Louis finished listening, he ended the speakerphone call and turned to Matthew.

Matthew remained silent, walking to the window, hands casually tucked into his pockets, gazing down at the blue lake outside, deep in thought.

sofa, quietly tapping away on his laptop, not

ten minutes, Louis felt it was time and set down his laptop, poured a glass

openly socializing with his "girlfriend" recently, not just to express his stance to the Graham and Powell families, but also to

by understanding the families' limits and reactions could Matthew make a

eyes, took the champagne from Louis, and sipped

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responded as i if he had always lived with the Donovan family. "Wesley is the general manager

empathizes with employees, and connects well with homeowners, merchants, construction workers, and partners. The entire company trusts him. rented a

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of 100 thousand dollars from a small bank to contract the village's wasteland and abandoned hills, but unfortunately, he

closed his eyes and slowly swirled his wine

way to have him accept Maria as a student, making her come to Kimore City once a week for special lessons." Louis didn't know why Matthew

was the

and craftsmanship, enjoying a high reputation internationally. Many well-known jewelry designers and stylists

expedite the loan for Jaden, and

Louis nodded. "Understood."

Matthew adde

him out. Ensure he makes the company bigger and stronger. If possible, help him become the owner of Bard Property." It wasn't that he looked down on Wesley, but rather that in big business, especially real estate, without sufficient resources and connections, relying solely on ability and effort wouldn't lead to substantial growth For someone capable and hardworking, receiving assistance from a benefactor was both reasonable and

Louis nodded again. "Yes."

them secretly wherever you

this, Louis finally sensed that Matthew's plans were not as straightforward as

with a simple "Yes," then adjusted his glasses and asked. "While helping the Donovan family is our responsibility and duty, is there any deeper meaning behind your

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