The Billionaire’s Unexpected Treasure

“Stand still, how grow up, wings hardened? You don’t even listen to us anymore.”

Grace coldly spoke, she called out Flora, looking at that back, it was as if she remembered that man back then, she hated it.

“Mom, you don’t force me.” Flora turned her back to Grace and said.

“I am doing this for your own good, how much do you think you are worth as a divorced woman, if people know that you were abandoned by Clayton, you think …”

“Mom!” Flora snapped and shouted out to Grace, stopping her from saying anything else.

She looked at Grace in disbelief, was this her real mother? Just ask, what mother in this world would say that about her own daughter.

“Mom, it’s okay that you don’t love me, I’m used to your indifference to me, but you are a mother, I don’t expect you to protect me, but you can’t insult me like this.”

Flora looked at Grace fiercely, she was completely disappointed.

She turned around and quickly ran upstairs and packed her luggage simply, except for the divorce papers which were still a bit more important, and then more of her grandmother’s living relics.

She packed up and went straight downstairs, this home she could no longer stay in.

“Flora, what your mother said was angry, if you don’t want to go on a blind date now, it’s okay, let’s sit down and discuss it slowly, okay?”

Louis looked at Flora pulling her suitcase down and hurriedly went forward to stop her and persuaded her in a good voice.

Flora’s temper is already stubborn, she is not gambling, but this home she never wanted to return.

“No need, take care of yourselves, I’m leaving.” Flora finished in a cold voice and directly shook off Louis’ arm and barged out of the villa.

She stopped a cab and returned to the small courtyard where she lived with her grandmother before she died. She put her grandmother’s relics in the closet before lying helplessly on the bed.

She stared vacantly at the ceiling, like a kitten abandoned by the world, huddled helplessly on the bed.

The windows were already dark, the house was not lit, and nothing more could be heard except Flora’s faint choking voice.

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And Ward’s Family cottage.

Clayton returned to the villa when Aiden and Iris had already left.

“Sir, His Lordship said he’d have you take Miss Symon back to the old house for dinner sometime.”

Tobby took Clayton’s jacket and relayed what Aiden said to Clayton before he left.

“I see.” Clayton said perfunctorily.

He looked up and his eyes fell directly to Flora’s original bedroom door. For some reason, the house seemed lifeless even from the day Flora left.

Clayton returned to the study, the window suddenly drifted a rose fragrance, Clayton rubbed the painful temples, he looked up to see when Flora gave him the rose, and now has withered.

He looked at the wilted flower in a daze, and some corner of his heart seemed to be slowly withering along with the flower.

“Knock … knock …”

The door to the study was suddenly knocked on, Clayton quickly concealed all emotions, and suddenly returned to his usual cold and stern.

“Come in.” He said in a cold voice.

The words just fell, Blair has pushed the door and entered, her footsteps softly, slowly walked to Clayton to the side.

Her face is still a little pale, because of the condition, she has now lost a lot of weight, as if a walking skeleton, skeletonlike hands look frightening.

“Clayton, you’re back?”

Blair smiled at Clayton’s side, her thin body, as if a gust of wind will blow her away, she said and almost fell into Clayton’s arms.

Luckily, Clayton’s quick eyes and hands, a moment to hold her, looking at Blair’s fading appearance, he could not help but feel some guilt in his heart.

Blair’s depression these days is not much attack, but the doctor also explained not to be too careless, so these days he has been carefully taken care of.

“You’re weak, why don’t you get some rest.”

Clayton mouth pulled out a smile, said softly. He clearly knew that he was now getting along with Blair in a way that was far from what it used to be, but some emotions were ultimately powerless to change.

“I just wanted to see you, I called you several times today, you did not answer, I thought something had happened to you, scared me to death.”

Blair looked at Clayton said, her face is not a little strange emotions, even the corners of the mouth smile is extremely generous.

“The phone was muted and I didn’t hear it, sorry.”

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“It’s okay, Clayton, I’m really happy, I saw the news today, you have informed the media that we will soon be engaged, is this true?”

Blair asked excitedly, with a childlike, innocent smile on her face.

She leaned into Clayton’s arms, in a particularly good mood.

When the time comes, those who once insulted her and looked down on her, she will all be trampled under her feet, especially Flora.

“Well, you recuperate well, I’ll follow up on the engagement.”

Clayton replied mechanically, his mind suddenly flashed to Flora figure, when he agreed to marry Flora, was she also as happy as today?

He gently clasped Blair’s shoulders and took her out of his arms, “I’ll take you to your room to rest.”

Blair nodded in agreement and returned to her bedroom with Clayton’s assistance.

“Clayton, will you stay with me tonight?”

Blair watched Clayton’s intention to leave and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his waist to keep him from leaving.

She stood on her tiptoes, her eyes lightly closed, and was about to kiss Clayton on the lips.

“Blair, you are very weak now, you need to rest.”

Clayton subconsciously leaned back to stop Blair’s next move.

“Clayton …” Blair eyes flowing look at Clayton, even the voice also became a little mute, “do not refuse me again, okay, we are soon to be a couple. ”

Blair lightly exhaled, warm breath flowing between the two, and her slender blue rootlike arms hooked around his neck again.

Clayton matched her kiss, not the first kiss between them, but the longest ever.

Clayton carried Blair directly across the bed, and Blair had lost her mind, her eyes were lost in ecstasy. The two hands were about to unbutton Clayton’s shirt, but Clayton grabbed them.

“Blair, get some rest.”

However, Clayton was still sober enough to place Blair on the bed and cover her with the blanket before walking out.

Once again rejected, Blair was in a furious mood, not understanding what was less than Flora’s rag.

She grabbed the bed sheet fiercely, the corners of her mouth could not help but hook a sinister smile, what she Blair wanted was not yet unavailable, Clayton will never be able to escape from her palm.

“Bell …”

And just as she was exasperated, a phone call suddenly barged in.