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“Thanks for that.””
Krista closed her phone, with a bigger smile on her face.
Terrence walked into the villa, and the master bedroom door
was open.
He walked to the door, Bethany packed all the clothes into the
suitcase.
Terrence took out all the clothes from the box, “I’ll go to the
guest room, you don’t need to move.”
He put all of Bethany’s clothes into the wardrobe.
Bethany didn’t argue with him, whoever goes to the guest room
is fine.
Terrence took his robe out of the closet, draped it over his arm,
his face calm, lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but
looking at Bethany’s almost expressionless face, he walked
away from the master bedroom.
Next to the master bedroom, there was a guest bedroom.
Terrence went straight into the bathroom.
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After washing up, he sat on the bedroom balcony, lit a cigarette,
and called Kyson.
“Did you take care of the wound?”
Kyson got a call, first thing they asked about was Terrence’s
injury.
“Um.”
“How did you hurt your neck and bleed so much?”
Kyson could probably guess, so he asked on purpose.
“Got bitten by an angry tame cat.”‘
“Yo, that’s dangerous. Did you get vaccinated?”
Terrence took a deep drag of smoke, and spat out coldly, “Kyson,
when I called you, it wasn’t for a chat. Do you know that you
messed up my plans again?”
“Didn’t they compensate you with a project?”
Terrence smirked, “You’re good at keeping track, one project can
cover two uses.”
Kyson chuckled, “Ignorance is bliss, so please enlighten me, Mr.
McConnell?”
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Terrence couldn’t be bothered.
He cut off Bethany’s way out completely. She had no money. As
expected, she didn’t come back today, she won’t come back
tomorrow, but she will definitely come back the day after
tomorrow.
The result…
Thirty million, Kyson is really generous.
“What did you buy her that cost 30 million?”
This is important.
He needed to know Bethany’s source of income.
“Paper cutting.”
Terrence sneered, “I highly doubt you were intentionally going
against me.””
Paper–cutting sold for 30 million.
Kyson fucking knew he cut off Bethany’s money, so he
deliberately threw 30 million at her.
“Don’t blame me wrongly, I did buy the paper–cutting. Oh, by
the way, I forgot to tell you today, in three days, my Sir Duarte
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will be seventy years old, we will have a banquet at home,
remember to come, and bring your wife, Sir Duarte wants to
meet her.”
Terrence just remembered, Sir Duarte had a first love, they said
she was a master of paper cutting, Sir Duarte has always had a
hobby of collecting paper cuts.
Over the years, I have been going further and further on the
road of collecting paper–cutting.
Even though Kyson was collecting paper cuttings for Sir Duarte,
the decorations and dolls that Bethany made while
accompanying Emery doing handicrafts, not to mention they
were worth only a few dollars, were unlikely to catch Sir
Duarte’s eye.
“Kyson, do you really know how to push my buttons?”
Kyson was confused, “Terrence, what are you talking about? I
didn’t understand a word. Did I do something on purpose?”
Terrence couldn’t tell Kyson that his wife at home was being
difficult and wanted a divorce. In order to get her back, he froze
all the money she could use.
“Okay, so you’re keeping me in suspense, huh? Well, three days
later I’ll be attending Sir Duarte’s birthday banquet to see what
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kind of paper–cutting you spent 30 million on for him.”
“So, don’t forget to bring your wife along. My grandpa isn’t that
interested in seeing you, but he really wants to meet your wife.
He said he has a gift he wants to give her.”
Bethany signed an agreement with him today. The man cannot
demand the woman to attend any events.
Terrence’s face darkened, “You set it up yourself.“”
“Okay, I made an appointment myself, and coincidentally you
called too, so I won’t look for you separately. Let me tell you
about my business.”
Lucian told Terrence.
“You said.”
“You know a lot about my little sister’s situation. There’s
actually a more private feature, she has a pink birthmark on her
chest…”
Terrence instantly put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
“What did you say?”
“My younger sister has a pink birthmark on her chest, it’s quite
private and I haven’t told anyone before. I want to use your big
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data this time to find someone, so I’m telling you now, it’s heart-
shaped.”
Terrence’s ink–black pupils grew even deeper.
The strength of the heartbeat was stronger than before.
His voice trembled slightly, “Left chest or right chest?”
