Chapter 7

“What the hell do you mean?” Larissa was no longer able to keep calm, and she leaped to her feet, scaring the waiter who had brought her drink over.

“Your—your lemon tea, miss.” The waiter put the cup on the table nervously, his eyes darting between the two before leaving. Even then, he kept turning back to look at them.

Having been interrupted like that, Larissa recognized that she was in a public setting and somewhat restrained her discontent.

“I paid the down payment, and I’ve been paying the monthly mortgage too. If the house has nothing to do with me, then who else could it belong to?” She struggled to keep her voice low enough so that only the two of them could hear.

Hearing this, Travis unhurriedly retrieved yet another document from his ever-present briefcase.

“Take a look at this.”

On the top of the first page, bold letters announced the document to be an agreement for the gifting of property. Larissa’s gaze stopped at the title for two seconds before she began reading quickly—

Gifter: Larissa Seymour (hereinafter referred to as Party A”)

Giftee: Travis Hardy (hereinafter referred to as Party B)

The gift was precisely the house that they lived in after their marriage.

me this for? You want me to sign this?” Larissa tossed the papers back at him with a cold

the document and pushed it toward

said her name. The penmanship was one that

shown to be dated three months ago! After a bit of calculating, it

plotting against her since the beginning! And yet

she was trembling. She finally managed to

had conned her into signing anything, but she could not recall seeing anything

an explanation and simply emphasized the last few words. “You’ve

his phone for a moment before showing a photo to Larissa. “I’ve completed the property

was only Travis’s name on

In an

I still

she figured out all the fishy stuff

if you don’t sign it, the house is still mine. It’s impossible to give

“I don’t mind wasting time with you. Let’s see

gnashed

left it on the table. She then picked up her bag

lowered his voice, his expression savage. “You know what my parents are like. Aren’t you afraid

she could not show it, or else Travis would have leverage over

and ask your parents—” A mocking smile appeared on her face. “If they have decided to use their own lives in exchange for

shifted a little. “Murder is against the law!” he hissed in a low tone even as a hint of panic flickered

to try.” Larissa casually tossed out those words and quickly left the cafe while Travis

for any other reason but

signature on the property

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