Chapter １６

Cheney's pov

Seeing her running away in vain, I smiled and took out my card and gave it to the waiter.

I waited in the car for a few minutes, but I didn't see Krista get out of the restaurant, but I received her text message instead, saying, "I'm going back to the company, go back by yourself."

This smelly girl, she dares to run away.

When I called Krista, I didn't think about it. She plausibly said that she ran away because I came to the restaurant without permission and she couldn't pay the bill. I was so angry that I couldn't speak. As a result, she put down a sentence to invite me to dinner tonight and hung up the phone.

I called her again, but she didn't answer.

The first thing I did when I went back to the office was to have Milo notify Krista's department head that Krista is not allowed to work overtime tonight.

I will Punish this woman tonight, she can't escape!

Krista's pov

Because of Cheney's order, although there was still work to be done, as soon as it was time to get off work, I packed my things and left first.

When I returned to the hotel, Cheney had not yet returned.

Thinking that I promised him dinner, I simply let the restaurant downstairs send some dishes and went into the kitchen by myself.

Cheney seemed to have done it on purpose and didn't come back until eight o'clock.

After dinner, he handed me a bank card. "Take this, and I will give you one million pocket money every month in the future, so as not to run away if you can't afford it."

I was embarrassed. "I don't need it, and I won't go to a place to eat without anything."

Unexpectedly, my refusal angered him. Even though I finally accepted the bank card he gave me, he held me into the bedroom on the grounds of punishment.

On the pretext of going to the bathroom to take a bath, I took the opportunity to take mango powder, and I had an allergic reaction and escaped smoothly.

Cheney's pov

Because Krista was allergic, she and I didn't sleep well last night.

Early in the morning, after breakfast, I took her to the old house.

As soon as we arrived at the old house, Grandpa called Krista into the study and asked her to play chess with him. And I went back to the Jade Court to continue working on the company's documents.

When I entered the Jade Court, the domestic servant came in and said, "Second young master, the young master is here."

I look at her with my cold stares. "Tell him I'm busy and let him go back."

Rashad's voice sounded at the door. "Uncle, when you are busy talking to your nephew, you can always take it out."

I gave him a cold huff and sat down on the sofa. "If you have something to say, go quickly."

Rashad sat down diagonally opposite me. "Uncle, you really want to marry that Krista?"

"Mind your own business that you shouldn't mind."

"I really shouldn't have been in charge, but now, it has involved me, so I can only come to you. Can't you change your decision? What's so good about that Krista? Wouldn't it be more appropriate if you marry into the Brennan family?"

I glanced at him.

He touched his nose and said, "Well, uncle, I mean, you see, when you married Krista, Zaniyah became the one that nobody wanted. My grandfather said, fat and water don't flow to outsiders, and now he counts this marriage on me."

"You see, the two sisters of the Brennan family, when the uncle married her sister, if I also married her sister, wouldn't this generation be a mess? You should continue to marry Zaniyah as originally planned. "

I sneered at what he said.

"When you're done, go."

Rashad frowned. "Did Uncle Jacob know about your marriage to Krista?"

I glanced at him. "It's your own problem. Your grandfather was the one who arranged it. Go back and solve it yourself. Don't bother me and get out."

Rashad looked up and said seriously, "Uncle, Krista is as beautiful as poison. If you let her by your side, can you still control your heart? If you change your mind, isn't Flora too poor?"

I stepped forward and grabbed Rashad by the collar. "Shut up, Flora is really poor, but who caused her poor end? It's you, Rashad. Don't mention Flora's name in front of me in the future, because you are the least qualified person in the world to mention her name. Get out of here at once and don't force me to be rough with you."

After saying that, I cast him off, turned and walked to the study. 

Rashad's POV

After a staggering step, I fell down on the sofa.

Yes, it's all my fault. Just because I knew I was wrong, I should make up for it and help Flora keep uncle's heart. I know very well that a woman like Zaniyah can never win the heart of the second uncle, but Krista. This woman is like a beautiful poppy, so attractive!

Cheney's POV

At lunch, I told my grandparents what he did. Grandpa didn't say anything, but Grandma spoke first. "Rashad asked correctly. If he marries Zaniyah, what will you call him in the future?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Why do you want to get involved with them? If you really want to get involved, naturally they call according to my identity. After all, Krista is not their own daughter. “

Grandpa looked worried. "If his trick really succeeds, you should be careful in the future. With the help of the Brennan family, will he still pay attention to you?"

"Grandpa, you overestimated the Brennan family. What is the situation of the Brennan family now? I have already investigated it clearly. He thought that he could borrow the east wind of the Brennan family, but the Brennan family can't even take his own cool now. How can he lend the wind to others?"

Krista's POV

After listening to their conversation, I was a little worried.

If their marriage is successful, the Dragon Bridge project is completed, and they are bound to gain fame and fortune.

At that time, it will be even harder for me to find evidence to reverse my father's verdict.

I must not let this marriage succeed.

On Monday morning, construction on the Dragon Bridge officially started.

The construction is going on in an orderly way. I wear the tooling of the construction site and shuttle back and forth among a group of men.

In the afternoon, Rashad came, and a group of people around him kissed his ass, but Quincy only looked at him, looked at him like he liked to answer, and continued to check the construction situation, which surprised me.

This Uncle Quincy even publicly answered Rashad’s humiliating question for me when Rashad made things difficult for me and quarreled with me.

Apparently, Rashad hated me, and even before he left, he came back to me defiantly and said in a voice that only he and I could hear, "Krista, you'll see, I'll kick you out of the Fischer family."

The truth is, I'm not angry at all. I even want to thank him, because of his provocation, I thought of how to stop his marriage with Zaniyah and how to stimulate Zaniyah.

Rashad's POV

I've been staring at Krista at the construction site for a whole week. Originally, I wanted to find her flaw, but after two days, I admired this woman.

She not only participated in the design of the bridge, but also was able to strategize for the work she needed to be responsible for during the construction process.

This is different from the women I have seen before.

She is not as weak as Flora, but as vigorous as a tenacious weed. She is not only capable, but also hard-working, as if nothing can beat her.

I suddenly understand why the second uncle wants to marry her.

Krista's POV

At 5:30 in the afternoon, I went back to the hotel directly from the construction site. I changed my clothes, put on light makeup and drove out in Cheney's car.

Every Thursday, Zaniyah gets massages and maintenance at an upscale clubhouse. As expected, I saw Zaniyah come out of it.

As she approached, I deliberately opened the car door and got out of the car. Zaniyah saw me and came up with an angry face, shouting, "Krista, who allowed you to come here?"

"Isn't this a place where you can come with money? Of course, money allows me to come," I took out the card Cheney gave me and shook it in front of Zaniyah. "My husband gave me a bank card and asked me to spend at least one million yuan a month, otherwise, he wouldn't let me go at night."

Sure enough, Zaniyah was furious. "Bitch."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Sister, what I said, how can it be regarded as cheap between husband and wife? It seems that you are going to get married in the future and don't share a room with your husband. You are such a lonely person. Otherwise, how could you hook up with Matt and jump on the bed of a love rat at the beginning?"

She clenched her fist and stared at me. "If you don't get married, how will you call someone a husband. Aren't you cheap?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you," I turned on my phone and found a photo of my marriage license taken in advance. "My family, Cheney and I got the license last Friday and have become legal couples."

Zaniyah finally couldn't help it. She grabbed me by the collar.

I pushed her away, smiled at her and said, "Sister, why should you be angry? The Fischer family, that dude Rashad, told my husband that his grandfather was going to make you up with him. I think you, with that romantic man, should be a perfect match. Congratulations in advance. However, Rashad said you were ugly, and your father overreached and tried to put you on him. Gee, the Brennan family is so big that she wants to be a wife to the great-grandson of a prostitute, and she is rejected by others. Hehe, it's really funny. "

I gave her a cold look, bypassed her and walked to the clubhouse.

From behind came Zaniyah's roar, "Krista, do you think I will make you feel better? Dream on. You wait and see, I will definitely let you know what will happen if you annoy me."

I entered the clubhouse without looking back.

My purpose has been achieved, so there is no need to pay attention to her.