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Chapter 508
Chapter 508
He gazed unwaveringly at her pained expression, tightly holding her hand and placing it over his heart.
"Violette, things aren't as you think," he explained softly and sincerely, "I'm only helping her because
she once helped Makayla."
Sarah helped Makayla?
It was as if she could hear a mocking laughter in her heart. In his eyes, Sarah was Makayla's savior.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have casually tossed Sarah two hundred million dollars.
She wrenched her hand from his grip. "If Sarah could help Makayla, then why did you break up with
her?" she asked coldly.
"Because of you," he said without hesitation.
Violette's heart leapt to her throat in surprise. He broke up with Sarah because of her?
"Even though Makayla hasn't completely recovered yet, I'm satisfied with her current state," he
continued, "I can't force myself to be with Sarah, nor can I force myself not to care about you."
Hearing his explanation didn't make her feel any better. Instead, she felt exhausted.
"Where are you staying tonight?" she asked, glancing at her own place.
"I don't know," he said, looking around, "Where do you live?"
"You're not thinking of staying at my place, are you? Don't get your hopes up." Violette observed that
he hadn't brought anything with him, suspecting that he had rushed over in haste.
"I'll come to your place to rest for a bit. I'm pretty beat," he said, his face showing his fatigue. He hadn't
rested all day and only had breakfast. Now he was not only tired, but also hungry.
Just as she was wondering whether to let him come over, his stomach growled. She had never seen
him so tired and hungry. If he hadn't come looking for her, he'd probably be in his mansion now,
enjoying the care of his family and a sumptuous dinner.
"You're going back first thing tomorrow morning," she said, leading him to her place, "This conditions
here are harsh, not suitable for a rich man like you."
"You're coming back with me," he said decisively, "If you don't leave, neither will I."
"I'm here to work, not on vacation." She gave him a stern look and then unlocked the door with her
keys. "If you're not leaving, fine. You think you can threaten me?"
He entered her room first. The room was very simple, with only a bed, a table, and a chair. Well, and a
bathroom.
He headed to the bathroom. There was no shower, so there were no bathing facilities in the room. He
stared at the water bottle and basin in the bathroom, deep in thought.
"I'm not leaving," he said, looking at her, "Experiencing a different kind of life here is not too bad."
"Alright then, I'll call Mr. Rocks and have him arrange a room for you," Violette said, pulling out her
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"Hey Violette, how's it going over there? Have you seen Elijah yet?" Mike asked.