Marriage With A Evil Heart

I looked at his departing figure with confusion and asked Scarlette, “Is he really Blake’s cousin?”

“Yeah!” Scarlette nodded confidently, “Absolutely true.”

I shook my head in amazement, “He’s really different from his brother.”

“Are you saying Blake is better than Albert?” Scarlette implied, “Don’t underestimate this guy. He’s very reliable. Moreover, he has a significant position in the industry. He’s not someone just anyone can hire. Most people can’t afford him.”

“Really?”

“I’m not lying to you,” Scarlette said seriously, “In our media industry, we can’t do without him. He holds the top spot, and there are countless subordinates under him. There’s no information he can’t dig up. I owe a lot of my achievements over the years to him.”

Listening to Scarlette, my eyes widened, and I thought, “Oh my, how am I going to pay him back in the future? Even if I escape all the troubles, I might end up bankrupt.”

As if Scarlette had read my mind, she chuckled, “Don’t worry, he’s offering friendly assistance to you.”

“Are you sure?” I looked at Scarlette and teased, “The way you describe him, I might go bankrupt just trying to pay him!”

Scarlette burst into laughter and then joked, “You still have Blake, what are you afraid of?”

“Forget it! You’d better not mention him!” I quickly changed the topic, “Let me give you a task.”

“Go ahead! I’m ready anytime.”

“Set up a meeting; I want to meet Amelia!” I said with a hidden agenda, “After all, she used to be my subordinate. Don’t worry; I’ll meet her in a friendly manner.”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hmm, pretending you don’t know anything,” Scarlette quickly understood my intention.

Looking at the photo of Robert, Amelia, and their child in my hand, I smiled at her cunningly, “You understand me! I need to test how strong their relationship really is.”

“Got it! Good luck!” Scarlette patted my shoulder.

I reviewed the information Albert provided once again, carefully placing each document back. I handed them over to Scarlette and said, “Keep these with you! My place isn’t secure.”

Scarlette nodded, putting the materials into her bag. We ate something there and then left through the back door. I needed to get home before Sherry returned.

Upon my arrival, Sherry hadn’t come back yet. I lay on the couch, the image of that photo lingering in my mind. Thoughts of my three children made me a bit absent-minded.

It’s impossible not to harbor resentment, but reason told me I had to calm and reclaim everything I owned. Only then could I ensure Robert and Amelia’s downfall, leaving them with no chance of recovery.

Lost in thought, Sherry came back with a bag of groceries, seemingly in a good mood. She looked more relaxed than when she left. It seemed that this afternoon she had definitely had a pleasant time mingling with that Adam guy, feeling content and glowing with a rosy complexion.

“Mrs. Brown, didn’t you go out for a walk?” Sherry asked when she saw me lying on the couch looking a bit sleepy.

“No, too lazy to move,” I responded listlessly.

After putting away the groceries, Sherry walked out and asked, “Mrs. Brown, what do you feel like having for dinner?”

I thought for a moment, sat up, and said, “Anything! I’m going out for a while.”

“Huh? Where are you going?” she asked.

I glanced at her, and she immediately realized she had crossed a line, smiling awkwardly.

I went upstairs, changed into a different outfit, grabbed my car keys, and walked out. Before leaving, I told Sherry, “I’m going to see Oliver! I won’t be back for dinner.”