I had just finished eating and put down my cutlery. "Did you agree to meet him?"


    "Yeah, I agreed," replied Jane.


    Jane helped me tidy up the takeaway boxes. "He was too immature a couple of days ago. He wouldn''t listen to what I said. And now, some things can''t be made clear over the phone. It''s better to meet again and settle things once and for all."


    "I agree." I nodded. "I''m one your side."


    "Will youe with me?"


    "Sure ?ure." I smiled and teased, "If I don''t go with you, what if he kidnapped and sold you?"


    They agreed to meet at the usual private club.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    Jane led the way confidently as we entered. When we reached the door of the private room, I hesitated for a moment. "You go in. If I''m there, it might be awkward for both of you to talk freely. Call me anytime if you need anything, I''lle in immediately."


    "Okay." Jane nodded and pushed open the door.


    I stood outside, watching waitersing and going with fruit trays and dishes. Feeling out of ce, I decided to walk slowly towards the nearby rooftop garden.


    It was winter, and the nights in Jston were damp and cold. However, this club had spared no expense. The rooftop garden was beautifully and luxuriouslyndscaped. There was a rockery, flowing water, and rare nts, creating a vibrant spring-like atmosphere even in the bleak autumn and


    winter.


    Unexpectedly, as I approached a rockery, I faintly heard a familiar voice from behind it.


    The sound of flowing water made it hard to hear clearly. Subconsciously, I took a few steps closer and then distinctly heard Ryan''s cold voice. "Bethany''s matter was your doing, wasn''t it?" I was slightly taken aback.


    Who was he asking?


    The matter with Bethany... Did it refer to Bethany wanting to marry him?


    Soon enough, another person gave me the answer.


    With a clear voice tinged with coolness, he said lightly, "Mr. Frost, you have no evidence."


    "Just as I expected." Ryan sneered. "Only Charlotte is stupid enough to be fooled by you. Jack, I warn you to stay away from her. She''s simple-minded and no match for your games." "You don''t need to worry about that." Jack chuckled coldly, but his words were earnest. "I''ve always


    been sincere towards her. Unlike you, who has hurt her time and time again."


    "What a pity." Ryan remainedposed, his lips curved into a smile. "No matter how sincere you are,


    she is still my


    wife."


    "Do you think that will bind her forever?"


    "Are you in a hurry?" Ryan chuckled lightly.


    Jack remained calm. "I''m not in a hurry. It''s you who should think about how to handle Bethany. She''s not Jessica. It would be embarrassing to offend the Shaw family."


    Ryan remained calm andposed. "She''s just a stepdaughter..."


    I was listening intently when suddenly, a hand pped my shoulder.


    Already nervous, I was startled and gasped, turning to meet a pair of curious eyes!


    How did he manage to appear everywhere?


    Persistent as ever, it seemed that every time I eavesdropped or peeked, he would catch me red-handed.


    I wanted to ask something, but held back and instead grabbed his sleeve, preparing to move to another ce.


    Suddenly, Frank spoke unexpectedly, his tone insolent, "Where are you nning to take me?"


    His voice wasn''t particrly loud, but it was enough for those two men to hear.


    He did it on purpose. I was sure of it.


    Behind the rockery, the two men who had been facing off suddenly stopped their conversation simultaneously. The next moment, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground could be heard. I red fiercely at Frank and saw him nonchntly observing me. He then asked in a low voice, "Are you begging me?"


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