She Killed My Ex

Chapter 84 Callie, Are You Doing Well

Chapter 84 Callie, Are You Doing Well

As Cayne left, he also took away the only humane personality that Caroline had after crawling out of the hell-like past.

When you constantly touched a person's wound, you were actually constantly adding your marks on it. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Cayne was a womanizer, so he was very clear about what imperceptible change would be brought to Caroline when he constantly touched and stimulated her wound. But Caroline had no idea about it.

The most horrifying aspect of Cayne was that he would finish the noodles cooked by Caroline no matter how awful they tasted. Even if he couldn't eat spicy food, he would finish them all.

Therefore, he won this hunting game. He had completely defeated Caroline, leaving her no room to turn the table.

"Did you earn enough money?"

The next day, Marissa called Caroline to her office.

Caroline shook her head.

Marissa knitted her brows and asked, "Didn't you ask him to help you?"

Caroline shook her head again.

Marissa understood.

"We, as normal people, can't understand what those rich guys are thinking. Caroline, do you regret it?" It was apparent that Marissa had figured out something. She said, "Caroline, I got a piece of bad news. Mr. Shawn called me just now and told me that he would arrive a bit late."

Marissa picked up her phone to check the time and continued, "Caroline, I have five hundred thousand dollars, but I don't dare to give it to you." Marissa was very frank, not feeling guilty at all. She had hidden those cheques for Caroline, and that was all she could do for her.

"Thank you, Marissa. I know you've helped me a lot. I somehow know Mr. Shawn. So, if I were you, I would make the same choice."

They took the elevator upstairs. When the doors were opened, they saw a person standing at the door. Caroline's body stiffened.

The man looked at Caroline in astonishment and called in a gentle voice, "Callie."

Caroline's face paled. She denied, "Sir, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm not Callie."

She reached out to close the doors after finishing the words.

"Wait a minute. Please wait." The man outside forced his way into the elevator and anxiously grasped Caroline's hand, shouting, "Callie, Callie, you must be Callie. I won't mistake it."

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm not Callie."

"Callie, I can recognize you even if you become ashes. I'm sorry for doing that to you as your elder brother."

Caroline's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words "elder brother".

"Sir, I'm not. I don't know you."

"Callie, are you doing well? I miss you so much. I know I'm an incapable man and I felt so sorry for you. I'm drowned in guilt every single day. My poor Callie, did anyone bully you when you were in prison. Why-Why do you look so haggard?"

He grabbed Caroline's shoulders with great force and said anxiously, "Let me have a good look at you. My poor Callie, you look thinner."

"Stop! Shut the fuck up!" Caroline couldn't suppress her emotions anymore. How could he say these caring words?"

"You miss me? Drowned in guilt? I was imprisoned for three years. Have you and the Jamesons ever visited me? Am I doing well? Can't you see it with your eyes?"

And he even asked if anyone had bullied her!

How ridiculous!

"Callie, I'm sorry."

Who wanted his apology?

"I would be grateful if anyone of the Jamesons, including you, came to the prison to visit me, even once in these three years. Mr. Jameson, you don't have to say sorry to me. This word doesn't exist between us. Please don't stand in my way. Don't disturb me from earning money."

"Earning money? What are you doing here?" Nathan Jameson, Caroline's elder brother, asked confusedly.

Caroline suddenly turned around and smiled at him. She said, "Of course, I'm making money from men. Mr. Jameson, do you think that I came to Royal Club for fun, just like you?"

She continued, "Mr. Jameson, you were wrong. I work here and I earn money by entertaining my guest and making them happy.:

Nathan felt as if seeing a stranger. He shouted out of shame and anger, "Callie, how could you earn money this way? How could you do such a filthy thing? Why did you degenerate to this?"

"You must be lying. Callie, you lied to me, right? You're such a proud, confident girl. You were so proud that you even dared to stay proud in front of Bentley. I don't believe it. I don't believe that you would change a lot that you could even do that filthy thing just to earn money!"

Caroline gritted her teeth so hard that it even made a cracking sound.

She suddenly thought of something. Looking at the familiar face before her, Caroline closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she suppressed the pain, anger, and hatred in them. She was trying her best to stay reasonable.

"For the sake that we share the same blood and grew up together, and for the sake that I had once been your sister for many years, please lend me five hundred thousand dollars."

"What are you going to do with that sum of money?"

Caroline explained in a flat tone, "I owe Bentley a debt." She continued, "Mr. Jameson, five hundred thousand dollars means nothing to you, but I'm urgently in need of it. For the sake that I was once your sister, please help me."

If possible, Caroline didn't want to meet any of the Jamesons anymore, not to mention lending money from one of the Jamesons. However, she had to choose the lesser of two evils. It was

nothing compared to the entanglement with Bentley and the freedom she wanted. Caroline thought it over in her mind and finally decided to ask her brother for help.

She thought that this time, she could finally collect five million dollars before Bentley's arrival. Then she could give the money to him to redeem her freedom.

Nonetheless, Nathan's expression became weird when he heard Bentley's name. He apologized, "I'm sorry."

Caroline felt her ears buzzing. She looked at her brother dully and asked, "What did you say just now?"

"Mr. Shawn warned us back then that we only had two choices either to erase Caroline Jameson out of the family tree or let the family disappear from Lehcaster." Nathan felt guilty and was in a dilemma. He tried to reason with Caroline as he said, "Callie, I'm sorry. Our parents are too old to afford such a blow."

Caroline looked at Nathan blankly for a long while with her mind overwhelmed with his words. She bowed her head expressionlessly and said, "Then Mr. Jameson, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Callie, don't be like this. I-I have no choice. Please don't blame me." Nathan pressed his lips after finishing the words, took out a stake of notes, probably about ten thousand dollars, from his wallet, handed them to Caroline, and said, "Keep it. Buy some food and clothes for yourself."

Caroline stood on the spot motionlessly. Nor did she take the money.

Nathan grasped Caroline's hand and pressed the money on her palm, saying, "Callie, don't be willful. You need to accept other people's favor. Don't act willfully like you did before."

Caroline felt a sharp pang in her heart when looking at the notes on her palm. She felt so painful that she looked ghastly pale.

She shouted in a hoarse voice, "Nathan, it's true that I'm a bitch, but I don't want the money from the Jameson family." The next moment, she raised her hand and threw the stack of money in the air. The rain of money dropped in the elevator.

"And this is the last time that I regard you as my brother."