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

Vince was spreading pepper on the barbecue in front of him when he said that. Rebecca, seated next to him, reached out and stopped him saying, “Your throat.” Vince took back his hand.


Maggie smiled and said, “You don’t meet an assistant like Rebecca every day.”


Vince looked up at her. Another person said, “Well, what’s with your throat? I thought you just had head damage, why is your throat affected?”


Arianna was just about to send the grilled meat to her mouth. Hearing that, she glanced at Vince. Vince also took a glance at her with his sharp eyes. Arianna’s hand trembled, and the flesh fell to the ground. She was about to bow and pick it up, but Vince handed her his baked piece in a natural manner.


Maggie laughed, “Maybe brain damage can improve your gentleman’s side.” Vince handed another piece of baked meat to Maggie.


She smiled and whispered, “Thank you.”


Chapter 127 It’s Nothing Personal