<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teresa</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teres</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">quicklyforted me, saying, “Ari, don’t be sad. Blood ties are a strong and strange thing. All you need to do is divorce Elijah, take back your money, and apologize to your family. They’ll definitely forgive</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A flicker of hope rose within me. “Is that really possible?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Of course! You’re still the daughter of the York family. Your parents are getting older, and your brother only has you. They were probably just disappointed before. Once you repent, they’ll definitely forgive you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Teresa’s words gave me some confidence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She was right. My parents and brother had always loved and doted on me ever since I was a child. Th couldn’t really abandon me.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As long as I severed ties with Elijah, they’d definitely forgive me. And even if they wouldn’t forgive me, at least they wouldn’t cut me offpletely.</font></font>Content ? N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Family rtionships could be mended over time, but this marriage with Elijah had to end immediately.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I chatted with Teresa for a while more until the butler, Robert, approached me.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms, York, the driver’s waiting at the gate,” he politely said.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What for?” I asked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Robert smiled and said, “Mr. Wood sent someone to take you to look at houses. There are three options today. Choose the one you like best.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was taken aback. “So soon?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Yes, Ms. York. The driver is already at the gate.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">So, I hurriedly left the garden.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sure enough, a Maybach was parked outside.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I was still surprised when I entered the car</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The driver said, “Ms. York, Mr. Wood is still at the office. He asked me to take you to the beach house first. If you don’t like it, we’ll head back to check out the one in the city center.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What about the third option?” I asked curiously</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The driver chuckled and said, “The third one is on the top floor of Wood Group’s building. Mr. Wood thinks that it’s not clean, so it’s only for reference.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I pondered for a moment and nodded. “Alright. Thank you for taking me around.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He smiled, “It’s my job, Ms. York. You’re too kind.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, he slowly drove out of the Wood residence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, what I didn’t know was that Norman saw the car leaving from the tennis court not too far away from the mountainside. He was dressed in a sports shift and sports shorts.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He whistled, smirking as he grabbed the tennis.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Ruby was talking to a few young women. They were all dressed in tennis outfits, looking fresh and youthful</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ruby walked over and followed Norman’s gaze.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She huffed. “Why is Logan only going to the office now? Is that shameless bitch holding him up?” Norman smiled half–heartedly as he watched the familiar car drive down the mountain.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He squinted his eyes and said, “Logan left for work early this morning. That car is taking his precious partner to look at houses.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ruby lost herposure and yelled, “What? What do you mean?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Norman rubbed his ears and replied, “Ruby, you’re going to make me deaf.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ruby quickly lowered her voice and said, “What is Logan thinking? Has he really fallen for her?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As she spoke, her face contorted in anger. “I knew she wasn’t that simple. What a maniptive bitch!” she added.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Norman’s expression grew more intrigued. “To make someone as cold as Logan fall into a romantic trap… Well, well, Ms. York, you sure are something else.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ruby’s eyes shed with jealousy. “Norman, you can’t just stand by and watch this happen. You need to get rid of this shameless bitch quickly. What if she bes our sister–inw?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Huh? Sister–inw?”</font></font>