Chapter 8
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Miles Lawrence didn't dare disobey Sterling Grant's words, and quickly ordered someone to open the Lawrence family cemetery and arrange for my father's ashes to be transferred there.
Finally, according to grandmother's will, I also reclaimed thirty percent of Lawrence Corporation's shares from Miles Lawrence's hands.
Miles Lawrence collapsed to the ground on the spot.
Meanwhile, Frost Lawrence was crying and making a scene, refusing to marry into the Porter family.
Unfortunately, Miles Lawrence now couldn't come up with the 30 million in operating funds that the Porter family had initially invested in Lawrence Corporation, so he could only let Frost throw her tantrum, but the marriage with the Porter family couldn't be called off.
As Zachary Porter was leaving, he pulled me aside while speaking.
"Lily Lawrence, I've helped you in this matter, so please put in a good word for me with Mr. Grant, and then we'll be even between us."
I pointed at the phone in his hand.
He covered his mouth and laughed again.
[Today's little show was exactly what Mr. Grant wanted to see. Surprisingly, you didn't disappoint him. You have the face of a pure, sweet girl, but you're quite calculating. You're definitely more interesting to watch than your stupid sister.]
Is that what I meant? He still owes me money anyway.
I took out my phone and opened my payment QR code.
"Let's settle the bill."
"Two thousand seven hundred and thirty. The details are all clearly written down."
He was stunned for a moment.
[You actually kept track of these expenses?]
Of course I did. That's money I earned with great difficulty from Sterling Grant. I normally wouldn't spend a penny of it on myself, so how could I waste it on someone like him?
Zachary Porter gave me a thumbs up and obediently transferred three thousand flat. I made a small profit.
As for Sterling Grant? How could the mighty head of the Grant Family personally step in to help me?
My mother asked me several times about it.
I don't know how to explain to her that I was once Sterling's kept woman.
Since then, I often see that black Maybach waiting outside the school gates.
But I was no longer his canary, so naturally I wouldn't obediently get into his car.
The most recent time, he got smarter.
[Mia sent me an amazing kitten by air freight from abroad, I'm not very good at raising pets, and Mia said you could help me.]
[I want to buy a cat house for her, she's female, I don't know what would suit her, I have meetings this afternoon, can you help me buy one, I'll transfer you the money.]
Then came continuous Alipay payment notifications, the sound so loud that everyone in the dorm could hear it.
Everyone looked at me with shocked expressions.
I had no choice but to flee in embarrassment.
Considering all the extra money he sent, I spent the whole afternoon running around doing my utmost for his kitten.
By the time I returned to Bright Garden and settled the kitten, I collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was dark, and I found myself lying in that familiar large bed.
Walking out of the room, I saw Sterling's figure in the kitchen.
It wasn't surprising at all that he could cook, because during those two years, I had indeed enjoyed his meals a few times.
The food was delicious as always, and during the meal, he accidentally fed me nearly half a bottle of fruit wine.
As I became slightly tipsy, the atmosphere changed, mysteriously bringing back memories of many places.
Like the sofa we were sitting on, and also...
The more I thought about it, my face turned red.
Sterling Grant held me sitting on his lap, watching me with great interest.
"Afraid you might not remember clearly, let me help you recall."
Sterling's face was too tempting; each additional glance made my heart flutter with excitement.
I could hardly control myself. With the atmosphere being what it was, we just...
Only deep into the night did everything finally become peaceful.
