The phone was put through, and a woman's clear and alienated voice came through the phone, "Hello,
who's that speaking, please?"
Harry tried to calm his anger and spoke as calmly as he could, "This is Harry speaking. Can you come
out and see me?"
He couldn't talk too much. Otherwise, Consuela might blacklist him.
Sitting on the sofa, Consuela bit a crystal grape, feeling bewildered by his sudden invitation.
She was about to refuse, but when she thought of the overwhelming news about his company, she
hesitated.
With her teeth gritted, she nodded and said, "Okay. Tell me the address and when we can meet?"
"At half past ten this morning, I'll wait for you at New Moon Restaurant." Harry said, pretending to be
calm. Only the woman standing behind him could see the blue veins on his hands.
In the meantime, Sheryl curled her lips in relief secretly.
Among the entanglement of the three, she was the most relaxed. Although she acted very hard in front
of them, she was the happiest secretly.
He was always the one who gave her the cold shoulder. Now that his business had been ruined and his
personality had fallen. And the child in her sister's belly should also be a stain in her life.
No matter how they deal with each other, she was qualified to titter.
After they had chosen the time and place of their visit, the man hung up the phone immediately. When
she heard the busy tone on the phone, Consuela instantly regretted agreeing to go.
Judging from this man's attitude, she must not get a good result this time.
However, there had always been nothing happening between them. Why did the man ask her out at
this time?
She bit a grape. A glimmer of hope flashed in the woman's eyes. Perhaps she could get the answer by
asking Richie who had left early in the morning.
After she made up her mind, she stopped thinking and directly dialed the man's number. The man
seemed to be in a good mood and said first, "Are you bored? Ask Emily to take you out for a walk."
Consuela sighed with profound resignation. She lived in the villa every day, so she was really bored.
The brick thick health care book for pregnant women was almost turned over by her.
She rummaged it over and over but still couldn't remember anything.
"I want to ask you a serious question. Please don't be angry. And don't be silent and refuse to answer
my question." Said Consuela in a determined voice.
As if he knew what she was going to ask, Richie replied with a smile, "are you going to say something I
don't like again?"
It was too obvious a threat. Even if he asked with a smile, it still sounded creepy.
After all, most of the time the man sneered. No matter what he laughed all the time, it made Consuela
think that he might hail on her if he laughed.
"I will ask you again. You can choose to answer my question or not. Don't forget that I'm a pregnant
woman who is unreasonable."
"Yes." The man answered indifferently, and the sound of paper turning came from the microphone.
Consuela coughed, feeling a bit self-obsessed and satisfied. "Is it because of me that you want to deal
with Harry?" she asked.
But if she kept it in her heart, she would be really annoyed by her curiosity.
"What makes you so shameless?" The man sneered and asked, but he replied quickly within three
seconds, "but you are right."
The situation was out of her expectation. She wasn't able to comprehend what was going on. Before
she could do anything, the man had already hung up the phone.
At a loss, she fumbled for something in the fruit tray and then put it into her mouth. It was so sour that
her face wrinkled.
After hearing the answer, she felt even more uncomfortable. Harry asked her out at this time. There
must be a lot of conspiracies waiting for her.
Or sulfuric acid.
But when she called him again, he had already turned off his phone. It seemed that he was trying to
prevent all her from backing out.
At last, she had no choice but to send a message to Richie and edited it for a long time. Then she
could only delete it and remove the dross to get its essence.
'Could you please pick me up at New Moon Restaurant at 11 o'clock?'
Richie was waiting for message. When he heard the alert tone, he leisurely opened the message and
responded with a smile.
Richie replied, "Your little lover wants to see you, right?"
Consuela commented, "Although I became a client without rhyme or reason, I have to show up."
Otherwise, Harry would find an opportunity to kill her in the future.
All of a sudden, a light bulb went off in Consuela's mind. She asked, "Will you agree if I beg you to let
him go?"
For a long time, the man did not answer.
Not getting any response from him, Consuela started to eat the sour grapes in her mouth, feeling
tasteless.
She changed her clothes and went out with a spare bag. She felt that there was something she could
calm herself down when holding something.
New Moon Restaurant was a place the three of them used to go. Since the incident of her nude photos,
the relationship between them dropped to zero and they hadn't come any more.
Now, led by the waiter, she was shuttling through this place which she was quite familiar with. It was a
strange feeling.
She used to be very pretty, but now she was as pretty as a flower in some movie.
"Miss Sheryl is here." The waiter stood in front of a box with a courteous smile.
Consuela expressed her gratitude to the man, but refused to accept his offer. Looking at the closed
door, she didn't know how to react.
'Just pretend to be generous and push the door in, and then put on a face that I am very busy, this
meeting would almost be over.'
However, for some inexplicable reasons, she did not want to do that.
The thick cotton padded jacket on Consuela fell off from her body in the spring. She was dressed in a
pink overcoat. With a handbag in her hand, she looked rather uneasy.
When she was about to take a deep breath, the door opened, and a familiar, charming face came into
her view. She was somewhat shocked by the sudden scene.
Sheryl intimately took her by the arm and nodded with a smile. "How could you even not know your
sister?"
With a teasing tone, the atmosphere quietly backed to the embarrassing situation.
Consuela greeted them with a smile. The door closed behind her. On the log table in the box, there was
a man with a very dark face, as if someone owed him millions of dollars.
Looking at Harry's appearance that he could revenge on the society in the next second, Consuela's
heart thumped. It seemed that this matter was worse than she thought.
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