When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 206 Hand Over The Paycheck

Chapter 206 Hand Over The Paycheck

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Now that Baron wanted to hand over everything he owned to her, Natalie felt both flustered and helpless.

Baron lowered his voice. “When my mom was alive, she told me that once I got married–or even just made things official with a girl–1 had to hand over my bank card. She said a man’s job is to earn money; a woman’s job is to manage it. If a man has money on him, he’ll go bad, so it has to be kept by his wife. That’s the rule in our family.”

“What?”

It was the first time Natalie had ever heard something like that.

Back when she was living with the Summers family, it was always Jordan who controlled the money. If Quincy needed anything, he had to go ask Jordan for it. And now Baron was saying he wanted to hand over all of his cards to me?

Natalie hurried to say, “That’s really not necessary, Baron. Once my designs hit the market, I won’t be short of money.”

“Aren’t you my wife? It’s simple–my job is to bring home the money, and yours is to run the household. That’s how I was raised. Or is it, Natalie, that you never actually planned to live a real life with me?”

He looked like he was on the verge of breaking down completely.

This man had just suffered mistreatment at the hands of his family not long ago; if she now gave him another reason to feel insecure, would he really be heartbroken to death?

With that thought, Natalie quickly said, “No, I really do want to live a life with you. Fine, fine, I’ll take it, all right? But do you have any cash on you? Do I need to transfer you some?”

He was Mr. Baron, a CEO. He couldn’t possibly walk around without money.

At her words, Baron instantly lit up with joy.

“Whatever you think is fine. I don’t need much when I’m out.”

Natalie had never done something like this before; she had no idea what would be considered appropriate.

lived with the Summers family; Jordan used to give her a hundred thousand each

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she asked, “Would a hundred thousand a month work as your allowance? If it’s not

“Perfect.”

pulled

was dreaming as she transferred him the hundred thousand; then she saw him

just happened had pushed him into some sort of breakdown. With all the money Baron possessed, was he seriously grinning like a

resolved then and there that he

suddenly

was thrown off balance and fell straight into

darkened, grim

“What happened?”

The driver didn’t answer.

her mouth to speak, but Baron pressed her head firmly

minute,

was

to ask more, but before she could, the car

experienced something like this–but she forced herself to hold it in. Instead,

and saw that the driver was injured, though still struggling to keep

“Can you manage?”

carried a

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gave a

Baron notice blood at the