Chapter 237

“So how did you manage to get money from your family’s company account before? Just do it the same way this time.”

Isabella shot Clark a charming smile, even batting her eyelashes at him seductively.

Usually, whenever she gave him that look, Clark would curse under his breath and throw her onto the bed, making passionate love to her. But this time, it was different.

He glanced at the annoying bandages wrapped around Isabella’s hands and feet.

“Alright, I’ll get outside and make a call. The money should be in the account within two hours, Clark reluctantly agreed.

He promised to help Isabella get five million dollars to repay Lysander.

On one hand, it was because Isabella mentioned that if Lysander found out that he was given the five million dollars five years ago. Lysander would come after him.

This threat made Clark feel hesitant.

other hand, Isabella was right. She had the ability to bounce back, otherwise, where did all the money she sporadically gave him over the past five years come from? Surely, it was

rely on Isabella, and it wasn’t time for them

would ever find another woman who could constantly give him money and was as passionate and

other, so it was a give–and–take

was best to keep things as

always so nice to me, and you’re the most

playing innocent in front of me. Once you recover, I’ll show you how much I love you,” Clark shot her a glance before stepping outside to make

coquettish expression vanished instantly, replaced

better choice, why would

If she could marry Clark and get a share of his family’s wealth, she could live a worry–free and luxurious

her, otherwise, she wouldn’t put up

the afternoon, Isabella got the money. She was about to go to the Sinclair group to

so she sat in a

Sinclair group,

sat in the president’s chair, his large figure exuding an imposing aura. A cold air

held up the bank card with a respectful, polite, and somewhat fearful smile on her face. “Mr. Sinclair, this is the five million dollars I owe you. Five years ago, I was misled by Faye, and foolishly helped her to create the illusion that Thalassa was dead. Considering that I’m Thalassa’s cousin, and I sincerely regret my actions, I hope

giving her

stepped forward and took the card from her. “Miss Isabella, you

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