Bella Scott realized once again that Edward Anderson had just been covering her from exposure earlier. When did he become such a gentleman?
"Edward Anderson, you haven't answered my question. Saylor Bennett said that the marriage between the Anderson and Bennett families is already settled. Is that true?" Bella Scott asked while following Edward.
She couldn't wait to hear Edward's answer, but instead, Edward walked over to Saylor and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home!"
Bella stared angrily at Edward's retreating figure. Was he trying to humiliate her like this? They all knew that Bella was Edward's legal wife. Instead of taking his wife home, he was taking his mistress? Was there any justice left in the world?
Hearing this, Saylor looked at Bella with satisfaction, "Bella, I'm going home. By the way, do you want Edward to take you home as well?"
Bella glared at the back of Edward's head, gritting her teeth and replied, "No need, I'll have Charles White pick me up!"
Since Edward was taking Saylor away, she needed a good-looking guy to show off too.
Hearing the name "Charles White," Edward immediately grabbed Saylor's wrist and said in a deep voice, "Saylor, let's go."
Saylor nodded happily, paying no more attention to the ongoing battle with Bella. She followed Edward away.
As soon as she stepped onto the elevator, Edward left her, causing her to be disappointed...
Meanwhile, Bella Scott was left alone, slumped on the sofa, with a gloomy expression.
She sat there, cursing Edward for about ten minutes before a hotel staff member knocked on the door.
The staff member was a woman, who brought a set of clothes to Bella: "Miss Scott, here are your new clothes."
Bella was a bit surprised, "Who sent these?"
Would it be Edward? Apart from him, it seemed that nobody else knew she was here.
"It's our Mr. Anderson."
Bella curved her lips, thinking that Edward wasn't that bad since he knew to send her a brand-new set of clothes.
Before she could even finish her thought, the staff member added, "By the way, here's the bill. This set of clothes costs 2,300 dollars, and the accident that happened in Room 805 requires Miss Scott to take full responsibility. In total, Miss Scott has to compensate our hotel 5,332 dollars. Since Mr. Anderson and Miss Scott are old friends, he said he could give you a discount and have you only pay 5,000 dollars."
Bella clenched her fists and angrily replied, "Then I don't want these clothes."
She hadn't worn such expensive clothes for two years, and as broke as she was, she couldn't afford them!
"I'm sorry, but the charge has already been recorded under Miss Scott's name. Even if you don't want the clothes, the money still needs to be paid by Miss Scott." The staff member maintained a polite and friendly smile.
Bella was furious and countered, "What's wrong with your hotel? Why are you so annoying?! Is the accident today my sole responsibility? I am the one who got splashed with dog blood, why should I compensate? This is extortion..."
"If Miss Scott has any questions, please discuss them with Mr. Anderson. Mr. Anderson said that if Miss Scott doesn't pay the 5,000 dollars in compensation today, she will be sent to the police station—"
Seeing Bella's suddenly menacing expression, the hotel staff backed up two steps, frightened, "Miss Scott, you must calm down. I'm only acting according to Mr. Anderson's instructions, attacking me won't help."