Chapter 83 Experience the Malice of Human Hearts_1

"I don't mind."

Shirley Miller pursed her lips, her mood subtly complex.

Carson Flores was attentive, but the trouble he mentioned—was it trouble for himself or for him?

Shirley Miller started the car, heading toward the hotel.

Carson Flores leaned back in the rear seat, asking in a casual tone, "Has anyone agreed to give you a loan?"

Shirley Miller bit her lip, "The vice president of the regional branch of Guangze Bank, Keegan Boyd, I've dealt with him before, but I don't really like the man."

Carson Flores smiled, "He's taken a liking to you?"

Shirley Miller hadn't expected Carson Flores to be so perceptive and felt abruptly embarrassed; after all, in the eyes of the law, he was still her husband.

"He has expressed his interest in me, which I rejected. Because of this, I try to avoid Guangze Bank for any banking matters. Today, out of the blue, he called me, said a mutual banking friend told him I've been seeking loans everywhere, and asked if I needed help…"