“Of course,“ Granny Morrison harrumphed coldly.
” Take it and keep it well. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
“You have a point.
” Bethan swiftly kept the piece of check into her bag.
“But, the fake necklace on your neck is probably worth much less than a million, right?“ Upon the mention of a fake necklace, Granny Morrison was stunned for a while. Then, she sneered.
“You b*tch. How manipulative of you. Just because you heard me say that this was given to me by my granddaughter-in-law, you purposely say that it’s a fake?“
Granny Morrison rolled her eyes and looked at Bethan condescendingly.
“You lowly unworthy servant. What do you know of imitations? My future granddaughter-in-law is a prim and proper person. She’d never buy any imitation! It’s you who don’t know how to appreciate them!
” Granny Morrison glared at Bethan fiercely.
“Since you’ve taken the money, I take it as a promise from you. Find an excuse and leave Blue Bay Villa within three days! If not, don’t blame me for being rude!
” At that, Granny Morrison stood up and left in style as her servant helped her. Bethan sat there as she gazed at Granny Morrison’s back.
” Granny, remember to get the bill. It’s too expensive here. Servants like me can’t afford it.“
Granny Morrison was by the entrance when she paused a little while.
“How embarrassing.“ Then, she strode away.
When Granny Morrison left, Bethan sat by herself in the private room of the restaurant and ordered another cup of coffee. She finished her coffee half an hour later. When she got back to Blue Bay Villa, it was already dark. When she opened the door of the villa, she saw Brettley and Nellie sitting on the sofa together. Brettley was buried in his documents while Nellie played with a puzzle on the rug. Upon seeing Bethan entering, Nellie put down the puzzle in her hands and rushed over.
“Aunty, where have you been? I’ve been worried sick!
” Bethan bent down and patted her daughter’s head.
” I’m fine. I went to earn some money.“
“Earn money?
” Nellie looked at her with widened, confused eyes.
“Other than earning Daddy’s money now, who else are you earning money from?“
“From people around your Daddy.“ She smiled and comforted Nellie for a while before saying,
“Can you go upstairs? I want to talk to your Daddy.“ Nellie pursed her lips defiantly.
“I think you two should head up to talk.“ Nellie had already put together a large part of the puzzle on the rug in the living room with difficulty. What if she headed upstairs and it fell apart? Bethan looked at Nellie helplessly.
“Why don’t you head upstairs?“ There were some things she did not wish for Nellie to hear, but she hoped that the other servants in the villa would be able to hear them clearly, so getting Nellie to go up while she and Brettley remained in the living room was the best option. However, Nellie did not understand what Bethan was trying to do, and she stubbornly wanted to protect her puzzle.
“No! You two head upstairs!
” Just when Bethan was about to continue arguing with Nellie, Brettley said in a low voice from behind her,
” Let’s head to my study.“ He closed the document he was reading and gracefully stood up. Then, he turned and headed to the stairs. Bethan sighed helplessly. Although Brettley was a scumbag, she could not deny that he still doted on his little lover from his previous life. At that thought, Bethan helplessly lowered her head and looked at Nellie. Nellie smugly smiled at Bethan then pushed her forward with her small hands.
“Go, go with Daddy to his study!
” Bethan could only follow Brettley into his study. She shut the door behind her. Brettley sat gracefully on the chair, looking aloof and domineering. He swept a cold glance at Bethan’s face.
” Tell me.”
Bethan inhaled deeply and took the piece of check out of her bag, placing it on the table.
“Mr. Morrison, you’ve been paying me too little. I want a raise.” Brettley took the check with his large hands.
“A raise?”
“Yes.“
Bethan looked at him seriously.
“After all, in the Morrison family, I am worth a million dollars. Asking for a raise isn’t too much, right?“
“It isn’t.“ Brettley put the check down and leaned back. He changed into a more comfortable posture and looked at Bethan.
“You brought me this check just so you could ask me for a raise?“ Between the two of them, Brettley was the one sitting while she was standing, yet he had such an overpowering aura that Bethan felt like she was the one looked down upon. Bethan nodded.
“Of course.“ Her face was devoid of any emotion.
“I have small goals, and I just want Mr. Morrison to give me a raise. These million bucks is too much for a servant like me. I feel guilty receiving it.“
Brettley stood up and gracefully walked toward her.
“Is that so?“
“Of course.“ He reached out and lifted Bethan’s chin with two fingers, forcing her to look into his deep, endless eyes.
“You’re refusing this money not because you feel guilty, but because you’re unwilling to leave me, right?“ His voice was low and melodious, somehow seductive and magnetic.
Even though Bethan has no more feelings for Brettley, his voice still stirred something within her. Bethan looked away.
“Mr. Morrison, don’t you already know my intentions aren’t you?“ Brettley snickered and pinned Bethan to the wall, his body pressed against hers.
“Even if your intentions aren’t me, that doesn’t mean you won’t have feelings for me.“
Bethan’s heart raced wildly the moment Brettley touched her. It must have been because no man had touched her for so long, and that was why she reacted greatly to his touch.
“You’re blushing.“ Brettley reached his hand for her slender waist. His seductive voice rang in her ears,
” You miss me.“ Bethan shut her eyes and struggled but could not break free no matter what. Brettley seemed to have learned his lesson from the slap the day before. That day, he pinned her down tightly. She did not even have the room to struggle. She bit her lips and tried to force her thrashing heart to calm down.
“Mr. Morrison, you’re truly mistaken. You should know that I have my own intentions of staying by your side, and it’s not because of money. Haven’t you had a background check on me? I was a jewelry designer when I was overseas, and my annual income is more than ten million. I have no regard for this million dollars.“
Bethan’s words made Brettley a little stunned. After a while, his expressions darkened as he let her go.
“Bethan, what on earth are your intentions?“
“You’ll know it when the time comes.“ After the ordeal, Bethan strode to the door. She smiled at Brettley.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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