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

“The form said you have no other relatives. If you ever need anything, please call me.”


“Thank you.” Aside from this, Arianna did not know what else to say.


She took the kindness from Charles as a formality. It was very unlikely that she would call him, and she even questioned whether or not he really meant it.


Speaking of Franco Sanchez, his body was deteriorating at this point. But his spirit was still doing well. He was sleeping longer hours during both the days and nights and did not have much energy when he was awake.


The doctors did not think the extended periods of sleep were a good thing, but there was nothing they could do. Keeping him awake would be just as bad.


When the old man was asleep, Arianna sat quietly by his side, counting her grandfather’s breath while staring at his wrinkles and white hair. She tried to evade any unpleasant memory, leaving only blank space in her brain.


Chapter 57 I Am Getting Forgetful