Revenge 78
Revenge 78
“Isa, marrying into the Barlow family is your only way out. Even if you and Anderson haven’t married yet, you still need to have his child.
“That girl may be young, but she has no blood relation to Anderson. Keeping her around is a threat to you. Only when you have his child can you secure
Isabel’s mind echoed with her mother’s words. She did what she never wanted or dared to do.
She undid the buttons of her collar, revealing her neck. The scent of magnolia on her enveloped Anderson’s senses, enticing him.
As she undid the second button, she revealed her ample chest, which was covered in a sexy lace bra. It was a sight that could capture any man’s attention. The heat of the man’s breath was making her skin flush.
With closed eyes, she leaned closer to him, pressing her chest against his. Andy… Grandma said she wants us to have a child.”
Anderson’s gaze fell upon her beautiful chest, yet his eyes showed no desire or emotion.
“Andy.”
Suddenly, the image of the girl’s smiling face flashed through his mind.
Anderson, who had been momentarily captivated by Isabel’s allure, suddenly regained clarity. Silently, he pushed away the disheveled Isabel.
Isabel looked at him in panic. “Did I… say something wrong?
“We’re not young anymore. We’ll be 30 in a few years. Even if Grandma doesn’t want a child, I want one myself. I want… a child with you.” Isabel’s eyes
shimmered with affection as she caressed his face.
“If
you don’t want to have sex with me, we can use IVF. I… I don’t mind.”
In Anderson’s deep gaze, silence prevailed. Even Anderson himself didn’t know what he was thinking, let alone Isabel.
After securing her buttons, Anderson caressed her ear with his rough and
warm palm. “Give me a little more time. Let’s wait until the engagement ceremony, okay?”
Isabel parted her lips, wanting to say something. But in the end, she chose to endure. She smoothed out her furrowed brows and smiled. “Okay, I look fo
She leaned forward and kissed the corner of Anderson’s mouth before lying in his arms. “So, how do you plan to compensate me for last night?”
Anderson adjusted the woman in his arms to a more comfortable position and took out a black leather wallet from the inner pocket of his suit. It was an unlimited black card with gold lettering. “Buy whatever you want for yourself.”
“I want you to buy it for me.”
At 8:30 pm, during the entertainment news segment, the host reported,” Anderson Barlow, the president of Everton Corporation, donated generously at a
The screen was filled with photos of Anderson and Isabel walking into the auction venue.
All the media cameras were focused on this well–matched couple.
In a run–down rental house in Oakware Bay, Mayra hopped out of the bathroom and sat on the couch. Her feet were covered in large burns from her ankles to her toes.
Her feet got burned after working for just three hours at a part–time job.
She wasn’t a rich young lady but behaved like one.
When she left school, she found a food truck to work at that paid five dollars per hour.
Anderson had already paid her tuition fees in one go, and she had money on her student card for dining expenses for her three years in school. Apart fro
Mayra wasn’t picky about food. Even if she ate bread for every meal, it was enough as long as it filled her stomach.
Who would have thought that before she could earn any money, she ended up injuring herself? The boss was changing the charcoal while she was standing at the side. He accidentally bum burned.
She was given 15 dollars for three hours of work, and the boss also compensated her with 50 dollars just because she was young.
Despite a small setback, at least she didn’t have to worry about her daily expenses for the month now.
She came from poverty, unlike Anderson, who had lived a luxurious life in the Barlow family for more than ten years. This little money meant nothing to h
However, Mayra liked to save money. She had saved a lot of money, but she was unwilling to spend it. All of it was stored in a large iron box. When she opened the lid of the box, it was all coins inside.
After taking out a first aid kit, she squeezed out the burn ointment and applied it to the wounds with a cotton swab. She gasped from the pain.
The burning pain on the sole of her feet made it impossible for her to study. It made her reflect on her decision to pop the blisters.
In the end, she used a clumsy method. She took out the old electric fan and blew it on the burned wounds. Only then did the burning pain slightly subside.
That night, Mayra didn’t sleep well. In the muggy weather, the wind from the electric fan brought heat.
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