Arianna’s family was falling apart and facing a tragic demise, however, her heart sank when she clearly saw Travis Cooper’s name on the acquisition papers. She had no choice but to negotiate with him.
Arianna lowered her head and relaxed her shoulders to ease the tension. She should show him gratefulness to make him happier, she thought, but she just couldn’t do it.
“How would you be willing to leave my grandfather alone?”
He casually poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her before replying, “I think the correct person to ask is the judge, no? The offenders are usually punished. This is a matter of justice, isn’t it?”
Arianna was beginning to grow tired of his mood swings.
“He is old, and his body is failing him. He would not last long in prison.” Arianna continued to try to sway him.
“What can I do? I always admire devoted children.” His voice carried some ridicule, “But I’m not a charity. I only do transactions with interests. What would you do in exchange for the freedom of your grandfather?”
Travis intertwined the fingers of his one hand with the other and rested his hands on his stomach as he leaned back in his chair once more. His expression was a bit lazy, “Since you entered this door, I’ve been waiting for the drama of you selling your body and soul to me in order to save your family member.”
When Arianna didn’t reply, Travis explicitly said, “Maybe I’m just bored. I’d like to try something fun.”
Arianna’s stomach felt like it flipped. She looked at the handsome face that was now showing evil.

Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Despite feeling foolish and naïve, she tricked herself into making excuses for him. Maybe he was too busy studying for school. Maybe he was out of town. Maybe he had a demanding job.


Though he was probably going to think that she was desperate, she decided to leave another note.


On the third day, Arianna went back to the property, expecting it to be empty once more. Even if he was home and they did meet again, she didn’t know what exactly she was looking to get from him.


She knew one-night stands were typical and were even considered normal nowadays, but she still felt she was acting in confusion and impulsiveness. Looking back on the memory now, Arianna knew she wanted closure then.


But when she got to the house for the third time, it was all different.


Many flowers and bushes surrounded the house as if grown overnight, and the grass was freshly cut. The tree where she tied the string to dry the bedsheet had disappeared.


Chapter 16 You Look Like That Woman, A Little Bit