A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased

Chapter 124

Late at night, in a small bar filled with both fish and dragons.

Grace, dressed in a low-key black sports suit, sat in a corner, looking out of place among the women with their bare chests and heavy makeup, like a thief.

After waiting an indeterminate amount of time, a man lunged at her, reeking of alcohol. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Grace, glancing up, noticed the man she knew had already taken a seat near her. The scent of the ancient dragon water on him was strong and unmistakable.

“Ashley, you are still as gorgeous as ever. You are truly… captivating me. The man grinned enigmatically at her, his gaze piercing her.

Grace quickly sidestepped, her body covered in goosebumps!

When she was in Nialzuct, she and him would spend all day together. She enjoyed hearing his kind words, feeling his powerful muscles, and most of all, relishing his never-ending bedroom antics.

When she looked at this face again, she only felt revulsion; she wondered how thirsty she had been to have fallen for something so low-level.

He could not compare to his brother Joseph’s celestial beauty from head to toe.

“When did you come back to the country? What are you doing here?” Grace spoke in a hushed tone, her voice tinged with

chill.

“I’m searching for you. With you here, I have a place to call home.”

As he spoke, the man pressed down on her with an evil grin. His fidgeting hand had already crept to the inside of her thigh. After caressing it for a while, he felt it wasn’t enough, so he touched her clothes again. “Tsk, if you come to see me again, make sure to wear a skirt. This is so bothersome…”

“What do you need me for? Grace gritted her teeth and pushed his hand away.

“I want you,” the man paused and smiled. “to give me some money to spend.”

“I already gave you a break-up fee when we split! Are you still insisting on this?!” Grace was so furious her voice was trembling.

“I wager on whether there is a victory or defeat on the table. The funds you provided me are not sufficient for me to demonstrate my abilities. I am aware that you are going to wed the president of the Sawle Group. I caught sight of it on the

news.”

“I believe if you want to have an ideal wedding, you should be able to accommodate my request, correct?”

The man’s words were clearly an act of extortion!

Grace felt a bomb detonate in her heart She spat hatefully. “So what if you go to my betrothed to divulge our past! He adores me profoundly… He will never be concerned about my past!”

“Who still doesn’t have a few beaus? Don’t even think about trying to intimidate me with this kind of thing!”

“That makes sense,” he said, picking up his wine glass and taking a slow sip, “but I don’t think any reasonable man could accept the fact that his fiancée had a

the knot.”

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“You… you still have the audacity to branother man before marriage. Especially if she was pregnant before they tied

this up?!”

“It’s all because of you! If not for the fact that I would have lost my fertility when I had an abortion… How could I have had her?!”

“I wasn’t too bothered when I was feeling good. Plus, didn’t you consent to letting me in?”

The man bared his teeth and hooked his arm around her trembling shoulder. “That little one is the embodiment of our love. Her being here shows that we have felt a strong connection. If it weren’t for her, how would we have the opportunity to reunite?”

“How much do you want?” Grace’s face was rigid and pallid, and her voice was frigid.

“700 thousand dollars. The man opened his mouth like a lion.

“My family is not the same as it used to be. Where can I get that much money for you?”

“You don’t possess it. Mr. Sawle has it.”

The man scoffed disapprovingly. “Seven hundred thousand? That’s nothing for a tycoon like him. He’s so fond of you. If you asked, he’d have to give it to you!”

Grace’s eyes, wide open and shockingly red, betrayed the frustration and hatred she felt, yet she suddenly calmed down, as if

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she had found a way out.

Inspired by a sudden flash of insight, an evil plan formed in her mind.

Grace abruptly altered her demeanour and nestled her supple frame against the man, gazing at him imploringly, “To tell you the truth… my marriage to Joseph is already on the rocks…

“A few days ago, he said he wanted to break up with me and didn’t want to marry me.”

“What? Why?!” The man looked even more anxious than her.

He had heard that the Brown family was on the brink of bankruptcy, so he was able to blackmail Grace, knowing that Joseph was backing her.

If Joseph had broken up with her, his plan to travel from Nialzuct to Medo would have been in vain. Not only would he have been unable to settle the gambling debt, but he might not even have been able to get a return ticket!

He wasn’t going to give up half his life to fight in the black market.

Once you eat soft rice, you won’t be able to hear it!

“Because… Joseph has developed feelings for someone else. He has found someone else to love…”

“He doesn’t love me anymore. What can I do? You’re asking me for money… But I can’t even look after myself now. How can I give it to you? Even if you threaten me, I can’t get it out!”

“Then, is there no other option?” The adulterer was so desperate that he wanted to wed Joseph himself.

“If that woman doesn’t exist,” Grace wept like a pear blossom in the rain, her eyes ablaze with intensity, “perhaps he will be able to look at me more.”

“Do you want ine to hand her over to you?” The man made a gesture of wiping his neck.

“As long as she doesn’t obstruct the marriage between me and Mr. Sawle and allows us to wed without any issues, I can give you whatever you desire.”

Grace’s icy hand tenderly brushed the man’s cheek, her gaze sultry, “When the time comes, I can give you up to seven million dollars if you need it not just the seven hundred thousand.”

7 millions?!

The man’s desire surged in his heart. He abruptly pushed her against the wall, and his hand gradually unzipped her dress.. “Who is she? Spill it.”

The following day, in the President’s office of Sawle Group

Joseph gazed at Medo outside the French window, his expression cold, a cup of cooled black coffee in his hand.

“Ridiculous! What is the president up to?!”

Max picked up Aubree’s appointment letter for Deputy Director of the Board of Directors from the table and was so angry that he crumpled the paper. “Aubree is an actor who had to rely on a man to get to the top. What leadership skills does she possess? What remarkable accomplishments does she have? What qualifies her to be the Deputy Director of the Board of Directors?”

“If she can be the deputy director, then a female pig can climb a tree!”

“Jake assigned her to do Balin City’s project in order to open the door for her to join the board of directors,” Joseph said, his eyes glum as he raised his cup of coffee to his lips.

He felt stifled in his chest, making it difficult to swallow.

“Do you think the chairman does

trust you

Max was incensed, “It’s common knowledge that the Eldest Young Master’s health is poor. He even needs a wheelchair to get around. How can he possibly take over the family business? No matter how much the chairman favors him, it won’t make a difference!”

“You’re his biological son. Why would he go out of his way to make life difficult for you? He backed Aubree to keep you in line! How could a father plot against his own child like this?!”

“That’s enough, Max.”

“I understand you’re doing this for my benefit, but if that’s the case, let’s not discuss it further once we leave this room.”

“Mr. Sawle,” Max pouted gloomily, “what should we do now?”

“There are certain matters I didn’t want to divulge so hastily. Since Jake is adamant about doing this, I can only are the leath and thwart him.”

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The phone vibrated, prompting the man to turn around and glance at it. It was Vincent calling.

Annoyed, he didn’t want to pick it up, but the incessant vibration was really grating, so he scanned it with his fingertips.

“What is it?”

“Joseph… I’m feeling lovesick… Would you come with me tonight?” Vincent spoke in a gentle, feeble tone.

“Get lost.”

Joseph uttered a word icily. Just as he was about to hang up, Vincent yelled desperately, “Chloe broke up with me! This time, she was true. Even her blade was at my throat!”

“It’s done… My Love… My Love… I have fully said goodbye to my love!”

Joseph listened quietly, his thin lips curving up slightly, and he softly uttered another word.

“Indeed.”