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

Since the day she spent with Travis in the elevator, some aftereffects were left on Arianna. She was worried about elevators, and she preferred to climb the building even when she had to climb a dozen floors. She had to sleep with a lamp on at night.


What’s more, she saw everyone as an actor now. When others were speaking to her, she always classified them in her heart. A was an experiential actor; B was an expressionist actor; C was always switching in between two performance modes... D was classicism, while E was modernism... When others only regarded her gaze as if she was listening attentively, she felt ridiculous.


Charles methodically controlled everything about them with patience and strength. Charles’s family background was very good, but with not many family members. She had seen some of his family, and they never showed any rejection or hostility. On the contrary, most of them were very kind to her.


Chapter 95 Was It Really Just An Accident?