64 64.

Will Demi, who was forced to leave, give up so easily?

After she had sat in the dilapidated hotel for a long time, the red-haired woman looked up from the crook of her arm and wiped the tears from her eyes. She is at her wit's wrecked, and when she returns to New York, she will fall back into the predicament she used to do - in the face of well-documented legal charges, Jalent will not hesitate to push her out in order to protect her reputation and status, and she will choose a clean and well-paid lawyer team to perfectly defend the design director.

Jalent did this before, he was affectionate in front of her, reassuring her that the two would definitely advance and retreat together, and painstakingly analyzed the situation for her, telling her to rest assured and trust him completely. Because they are tied to the same rope, and if he is unlucky, she will be doomed too. If he survives this crisis safely, she will be able to soar in the future.

So Demi was bewitched by his rhetoric and hid in her apartment, waiting in fear every day.

If she hadn't decided to go downstairs to the pharmacy to buy a band-aid for herself, when she passed by the corner newsstand, she saw a feature on the cover about the AJ Group in a lawsuit, and saw Jalent being interviewed by the media, packaging herself as an unsuspecting and deceived innocent image.

Anger ignited in Demi's heart.

She couldn't believe that after she had given everything, even her own body, the man was using her, intending to continue to drain all her value, and at the same time, he was ready to kick her away and make her the only sinner to be judged.

Demi, of course, was not reconciled.

Even if she is going to fall into the abyss of the devil, she will be involved with Jalent.

Why is she trying so hard to get ahead, and Jalent only needs to move a finger to wipe out all her efforts, while he continues to be on top?

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Don't forget, you are my accomplice. If you hadn't had a bad heart for her, I wouldn't have gotten the blueprints so smoothly without leaving any traces......" Demi clenched her fists and nervously shook her shoulders and laughed.

โ€ปโ€ปโ€ป

Naturally, the people of Montero Manor were ignorant of what was happening in the dilapidated inn room.

After Qiao Shanquan came to her senses, she remembered the man's insistence on selling the manor.

She tried to make him surrender with a beautiful โ–กโ–ก, but after the man had feasted on the food that had been brought to his door, his attitude did not slacken.

"I'm sorry, dear Georgie, this deal is no longer beyond my unilateral control, and I must make all preparations for the transfer of ownership. There's still a lot of accounts waiting for me to deal with, so you can rest well. Hurriedly pecking her red lips, Ferry buttoned up his shirt and walked out.

Qiao Shanquan was so angry that she grinded her teeth, grabbed the things next to the bed and threw them over, shouting: "I want to have a cold war with you!" Did you hear that? You stubborn fellow, from now on, you are forbidden to come near me, let alone touch a finger of me! โ€

Ferry hesitated for a moment, not telling her all his arrangements. After all, he couldn't guarantee that many things would happen, and he couldn't force his principles to change his principles for her request.

Soon, Ferry realized that Qiao Shanquan was serious, and she was really insisting on a "cold war" with herself

ใ€‚

Soon, the news that "Mr. and Mrs. had a conflict" was like growing wings and quickly spread in all corners of the manor. And this news has gradually developed into "Mr. and Mrs. had a serious quarrel" to "Mr. slapped Mrs.", then to "Mrs. threatened Mr. to divorce", and finally became "Mrs. was pregnant and was beaten by Mr. for a miscarriage, and now they are getting a divorce, and the manor is about to change again".

For such gossip, the person concerned is often the last to learn.

After a busy day, Ferry sat wearily at the head of the table, quickly dismembering the steak with a knife and fork and stuffing it into his mouth.

Raising his eyes, he noticed the strange gazes of Madame Maxime, Antonio's advisor, and Juan. The man was stunned for two seconds, frowning.

"What are you looking at?"

"No, sir, we're not looking at anything." Madame Maxim immediately turned around and pretended to be busy.

Mr. Antonio pinched the tip of his gray beard and turned to stand in the corner, as silent and respectful as ever.

Juan buried his head directly in the mashed potato plate in front of him.

Qiao Shanquan, who came down from the upstairs, happened to see this scene, she exclaimed, and ran over to help Juan โ–กโ–ก his head from the plate: "Oh my God, baby, what's wrong with you?" She turned around and glared at the man vigorously, "You're so bad at being a father that you actually scared your son like this at the dinner table!" โ€

"What does this have to do with me? Don't make a fuss, Georgie! Ferry was irritable and slammed his knife and fork on the table, causing all the dishes to jump.

"How long are you going to be angry with me?" There was anger in his voice that he was trying to suppress.

Qiao Shanquan was stunned, and she grinned without any warmth: "Oh, no." Where do I dare to be angry with the dictator of this manor, you have the power to kill all of us, you are the only king, I am afraid of you, okay? My poor little Juan, since your father's attitude towards us is so bad, we might as well change places so that we don't quarrel with him any more. โ€

Picking up Juan, Qiao Shanquan quickly wiped the mashed potatoes off his face, and walked all the way out of the door, no one dared to stop him.

Ferry's eyes were bloodshot with anger, he deliberately didn't stop her, but he didn't expect that she really didn't plan to turn back.

Before he could lift the table, and before he could catch up, the roar of the engine resounded in the courtyard that he was all too familiar with.

"Sir, no, Miss Qiaoqi...... She's driving your truck away! The foreman took off his hat and reported to the owner of the manor with a look of embarrassment.

Ferry was incredulous and rushed out the door, the blue truck had disappeared at the end of the road, and he turned to glare at the most capable foreman in the manor: "How did she get the key?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I wanted to take advantage of the noon time to do a thorough cleaning and maintenance of your truck, and the key was right on the door, Miss Georgie, and she ...... at once" The foreman had a look on his face that was about to cry.

Madame Maxim followed, and whispered worriedly: "Sir, do you want me to call a few workers to catch up, Miss Qiaoqi, she is not familiar with the route around here, and she has Young Master Juan by her side......"

"Whew, forget it, don't chase it." Ferri waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the main house, and said helplessly: "I know her temper very well, at this time, no one can chase her back. Tell everyone not to discuss this matter in private. โ€

The owner's silence was misinterpreted by the surrounding workers and cowboys into another meaning.

They looked at each other, did Mr. Ferry really face another divorce?

Back in the study, Ferry struggled to numb his nerves and heart, which were aching at work.

He couldn't stop, because once he stopped what he was doing, he would endlessly think about Qiao Shanquan's every move, her words and deeds.

What should he do with her? A mustang with a stubborn temper, he was reluctant to lock her up in a tough way and wear off her sharpness. An excellent horse trainer can't use extreme means to subdue the beloved horse, but can only follow the hair, and when the horse is tired, she will go home obediently.

In fact, when Ferry decided to return to the estate to deal with this huge transaction, he had already sent someone to inquire about the true financial situation of the Russell family. He was almost certain that Russell had sold all the assets they could in order to buy the entire estate. Except for the supermarkets and hotels used for exchange and mortgage, all the cash in their hands has been invested in the acquisition of the previous few pieces of land.

Ferrie is 80% sure that the deal will eventually have to be terminated completely because of Russell's lack of money.

The few pieces of land that were sold were also specially selected by Ferry, a vast area but barren land, but because of the good reputation of Montero Manor all the time, and Russell and others coveted everything he owned, Ferry barely bothered to speak, and the other party took the initiative to pounce on him like a fly that smelled the smell of rancidity.

While successfully obtaining millions of dollars, Ferry also obtained the rights to operate the supermarkets and hotels that Russell had taken away from Mr. Montero Sr.

As long as the deal fell through because of Russell's side, Ferry would be able to get rid of a lump of land without much effort, and he would be able to eat the supermarkets and hotels at the same time as the party that lost the deal......

However, until the final trade deadline arrives, Ferry can't show anything out of the ordinary.

He had to be very cautious and cooperatively prepared to hand over the property, for he was always suspicious of anyone else on the estate...... will pass on the news of the manor.

The worker who died on a certain piece of land on the manor for no reason also added a lot of trouble to him.

Fortunately, he and his wife were far away in New York, and the murder suspicion was ruled out first. After questioning and investigation by the police, it was confirmed that no one else in the manor had a motive to kill, and all of them were innocent.

Until now, the murderer who secretly killed the dismissed worker has not been apprehended by the police. Maybe it's hiding somewhere, watching everything in the manor. As soon as Ferry thought of this, he felt his hair stand on end, like a male leopard whose territory has been violated, eager to pull the enemy out of the darkness and tear him to pieces.

The man sat in his chair with an ugly face, his hands clasped against his lower lip.

Could it be his cousin, Armando?

Ferry almost lost sight of his aunt's appearance, and in his impression, Armando was much loved since he was a child, a bear child with a bit of a domineering and very good face.

Originally, he did not intend to ruin the relationship with his relatives, but Russell's greed and meanness, as well as Armando's malicious provocation...... Drained Ferry of the last of their patience.

Even if he will be poked in the back in the future and scolded for showing mercy to his relatives, Ferry has no intention of changing his mind.

He is rebuilding a family that is completely his own, with a real family.

The thought of cherishing and protecting is far more important than anything else.

Ferry admits that he is very selfish, but he has no guilt in his heart. If his so-called relatives didn't covet what he cared about, he would be willing to be a tolerant and generous manor owner.

And when someone tries to snatch it from him and destroy it all, Ferry will not hesitate to eliminate any emotional interference, carefully plan, tooth for tooth and eye for eye.

There was a knock on the study door, and Antonio, the consultant, walked in.

"Mr. Ferry, excuse me. Mr. Russell has just called, and he would like to meet with you this afternoon to discuss the transaction of the estate. โ€

Sure enough, it came.

Fei Li put away the sharp light that flashed in his eyes: "Very good, where did we meet?" โ€

"In town, Mr. Russell...... Oh no, it used to be in Mr. Russell's hotel. โ€

"Take those things that are ready, and we'll go over now."

โ€ฆโ€ฆ

At the same time, Josan took Juan, driving a blue truck, and gradually approached the only town in the vicinity.

Glancing at the sleeping Juan, Qiao Shanquan was in a happy mood, and she was very satisfied with the growing smile on the little guy's face and the rosy that represented health. In fact, she didn't just drive to town to challenge the authority of some bearded man.

She came to town to meet someone.

Would driving an old blue truck with a clattering bang help to inquire about someone's whereabouts? Qiao Shanquan found the answer from the strange expressions of many people. She shrugged, thanked a homeless man, released the brakes, and the truck continued along the road.

A dark red sign of a hotel around the corner came into view, which looked like it had been torn by something and hung from a pillar, ready to fall at any moment.

"This is the last hotel, and I hope God will bless me if my luck isn't so bad." After a few honking of the horn, Qiao Shanquan shouted at the innkeeper who came out: "Hey, sir, may I ask if there is a lady with red hair surnamed Ivan or something else, who lives here?" โ€

The innkeeper's cloudy eyes rolled slowly, looking at the fashionable girl who didn't fit in the driver's seat of the truck.

"There's such a guest, what?"

"She still lives here? I mean...... She hasn't checked out yet, has she? Qiao Shanquan was relieved, and her smile became even more charming, "Can you tell me her room number?" I need to talk to her. 166 Reading Network