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

She was overwhelmed by the story. It was hard for her to believe that her grandfather could have done such terrible things to other people. To her, he was the kind old soul that loved the rain and spending time with his granddaughter.


Arianna looked at his calm face and started, “My grandfather...”, but she lost the courage to finish her sentence.


“Do you see why I can’t just let you two go? I would have torn him to pieces if I wasn’t afraid of blood. I don’t care if he is old, mad, or a corpse in a coffin. He is still the man who destroyed my family.” Travis finally finished his speech.


“I used to think... I hoped.....” Arianna was stumbling for words, “I sometimes wished you were my uncle’s child.”


Chapter 39 At Your Service, My Lady