Chapter 117
He Clings to Me Every Nigh
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With a contemptuous sneer, Olivia Jenkins said blandly, âI think Iâm very beautiful, with charm, and generally quite pleasant. If you donât think so, you could just accuse me of excessive beauty! If you donât wish to see me, please just shut your eyes.â
âUnreasonable!â Daniel Marshallâs face was terrifyingly stern, his deeply profound eyes swirling with fiery flames.
Rolling her eyes, Olivia firmly turned around and headed upstairs.
Danielâs eyebrows furrowed again, his dangerous gaze landing on Oliviaâs retreating back, âDonât think too highly of yourself. If you werenât my wife, Benjamin Johnson wouldnât even give you a second glance. Your fairytale of a
Imight in shining armor rescuing the damsel in distress, only a pig-headed fool like you would believe such nonsense and be moved to tears!â
Olivia stopped abruptly and turned to face Daniel, asking tentatively, âIs he your friend?â
Danielâs eyes darkened, his handsome face harshly cold as if foreshadowing an upcoming storm. âI donât have such friends, he is not worthy! â
âHave you been following me?â
âYou sure know how to flatter yourself!â
âDid you have someone follow him?â
âYes! Mrs. Jenkins, when you step out of the house, please bring your brain with you. Donât let your stupidity become incurable!â
Pressing her lips together, Olivia asked again, âDo you two have a history? You must know each other, right?â
âCome here, and Iâll tell you,â Daniel raised an eyebrow, his finely chiseled dark face holding absolutely no expression, leaving his thoughts a mystery.
After a moment of hesitation Olivia decided not to descend the steps.
âIâm not interested!â
Olivias didnât look back as she hurried upstairs, not wanting to deal with
Daniel.
In her mind, she played back Danielâs warning, and also visualized the polite and elegant Benjamin Johnson.
If Daniel was telling the truth, that man was truly frightening!
Perhaps Daniel was just trying to scare her?!
Olivias felt that Daniel was becoming more and more reserved and that there seemed to be many secrets she didnât know about him.
Even so, she had no interest in understanding Daniel.
They were going to divorce anyway so there would be no future interactions.
Therefore, there was no need to understand him.
Once Olivias disappeared, Daniel sank back into the sofa, narrowing his eyes.
Dropping the cigarette butt into an ashtray, he picked another one from the box, lit it up, and began to smoke again.
He exuded an air of indifference and grandeur. He looked both cold and elegant while smoking.
The next morning, Hannah Jenkins showed up at the small apartment.
As Geoffrey Gullington tried to hug her, Hannah pushed him away and glared at him.
Hannah warned sternly: âGeoffrey, we have nothing to do with each other. Please keep your hands off me! Also, I want you to move out of this apartment by today! You donât need to be my grandmotherâs private doctor anymore.
Please return my car.â
Instantly, Geoffreyâs pupils darken, but his face showed no sign of displeasure.
He said. âHannah. isnât this too excessive?â
Hannah scoffed, âExcessive? Why donât you ask Olivia about how excessive she has been! Weâve been driven out of the Jenkins house, we donât even have a home anymore and are practically homeless. How can I feel sorry for you? She hid my grandmother and forced me to give up my shares as the agent. If it wasnât for the employment laws, I would be unemployed and not even be able to afford a loaf of bread. How am I supposed to pay you?â
As she spoke, Hannahâs voice heightened, overwhelmed with emotion.
Whenever she thought of that bitch Olivia, she ignited with fury.
After a pause, Geoffrey said, âI can help you find your grandmother. If we succeed, you pay me ten million..â