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

When Arianna walked over to him, she said, “Hey, what a coincidence. Are you here to travel?”


“Oh, how is your hand?” Arianna remembered that he had been bitten by a snake.


“Do you know me?” the man asked. Arianna stared at him for a long time, confirming that she didn’t speak to the wrong person. “Vince, your amnesia has become intermittent?”


Vince smiled lightly, “I thought you really wanted to pretend not knowing me when you met me.”


Arianna was very embarrassed, remembering that she had said something like that before, but Vince was carrying a gentlemanly style, and he asked, “Since we have re-acquainted, Miss Jenkins, can you have dinner with me tonight?”


In this case, Arianna could only nod and agree. She pointed to the painting he had been watching for a quarter of an hour, “Do you like this one?”


“I like this title. I am trying to find resonance in the painting... but unfortunately, I didn’t.”


Chapter 135 You Can’t Sleep Here