Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

Katherine was momentarily stumped by the question. “Actually, I’m not sure myself. Caleb is also a gaming streamer and seems to get all sorts of tips. Anyway, he makes a couple of grand a month, way more than I do!”

Valerie chuckled. “Alright, my lady. It just so happens my brother runs a small fruit shop. He knows the streets around here pretty well. I’ll ask him later.”

“Thanks, Valerie!” replied Katherine.

Time seemed to fly even faster when good things happened. The car dealership was pretty quiet that afternoon. After six, Mr. Moreno organized a group dinner to celebrate Valerie’s promotion in advance.

Katherine got really tipsy. After everyone dispersed, Valerie was worried, so she used Katherine’s phone to call Caleb.

Twenty minutes later, a familiar white BMW pulled up at the roadside.

“Valerie!” Caleb hurried over from the car. Katherine was completely drunk, clinging to Valerie like a koala bear. Only when Caleb took her did Valerie finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“Caleb, what brings you by?” Katherine giggled.

“Why did you drink so much?” asked Caleb.

“I’m not drunk.” Katherine was a bit fuzzy but still had a sliver of consciousness. After stubbornly denying it, she shoved a plastic bag into Caleb’s arms, mumbling it was a gift for him. Then, she crawled into the back seat of the car and passed out.

Caleb looked puzzled at the plastic bag, asking, “What’s this?”

Valerie chuckled. “Katherine said you like crayfish, so she specially packed some for you. Don’t worry. It’s all clean.”

“Huh?” Caleb was left helpless. “I see. It’s sweet of her to think of me even when she’s hanging out. By the way, Valerie, are you heading back? Can I give you a ride?”

“Thanks, but Katherine is feeling unwell. You should take her back to rest. I rode my scooter here, and I can manage it on my own,” declined Valerie.

Caleb seemed a bit disappointed at the sight of the scooter behind Valerie. “Then be careful on your way back, Valerie. Oh, and by the way,” he added. “I haven’t properly thanked you for that car accident yet. I’ve prepared a little something for you as a token of my gratitude, Valerie. You have to accept it.”

“There’s no need for that…” Unable to resist Caleb’s enthusiasm, Valerie reluctantly took it. Upon opening the box, she found a necklace inside, a design featuring stars and moons.

“The moment I saw it, I thought it would suit you perfectly, Valerie. Stars and moons really match your aura. Do you like it?” Caleb looked at Valerie intently as if a bit nervous.

Unable to pinpoint the reason, Valerie felt a peculiar unease. However, Caleb’s sincere demeanor made her question whether she was overthinking. It seemed that Caleb merely intended to express his gratitude. “Thanks, I’ll take it,” she replied.

Caleb breathed a sigh of relief. “Valerie, may I help you put it on?”

Valerie waved her hands quickly, refusing, “Nah, I just remembered I’ve got some stuff to take care of at home. Gotta rush back; you should get Katherine home, too.”

She hurried to push her scooter, but the front wheel was stuck in the grass. Valerie tugged a couple of times, then felt the scooter lighten as Caleb lifted it from behind her. “Thanks a ton; you boys sure are stronger!”

Valerie bid farewell to Caleb and hopped onto her little scooter. Caleb watched her silhouette fade into the distance before slowly getting into his

car.

Unbeknownst to them, this scene was witnessed in its entirety by two people in a car nearby.

“Mr. Grant…” The silence in the car was unnervingly heavy. Charles mustered his courage to speak up. “Maybe it’s just a misunderstanding.” Matthew, face devoid of emotion, responded after a brief pause. His voice, colder than the depths of an icy cavern, uttered, “Let’s go back,” sending shivers down Charles’s spine. Hastily, Charles started the car.

But when it was time to hit the road, he hesitated again. “Mr. Grant, umm, which home are we going to?”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he got another glare from Matthew as he expected. Charles felt a pang of discomfort, secretly regretting asking. ‘How stupid I am! Mr. Grant obviously wants to go back to his own place! Miss Warren just got caught red–handed, and based on my understanding

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However, just as Charles was about to turn around and head toward the Grant Manor, Matthew suddenly said, “Slotmond Estate,” leaving Charles utterly off guard.

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