Rona Langdon reluctantly opened the door and said, "Preston isn’t ho."
"That’s alright. It’s just as well that you’re here," the middle-aged man said with a broad grin. "I’ll just say a few words and be on my way."
As the saying goes, you don’t turn away soone with a smile. Even though Rona Langdon was in a foul mood, she couldn’t bring herself to send him away when faced with his grinning face.
She gave a slight nod, and the middle-aged man stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
Rona Langdon’s brow furrowed, but he had already begun unhurriedly opening the fruit box. She glanced over, and with just one look, her eyes were glued to it. The box didn’t contain any fruit—it was filled entirely with hundred-yuan bills!
Rona Langdon stared at the middle-aged man in shock, her heart racing. Her voice trembled slightly. "What is the aning of this?"
The middle-aged man maintained his amiable smile. "This is just a small token of my sincerity. I’d like to ask Director Preston for a small favor. Once it’s taken care of, there will be an even greater reward!"
He had noted the change in Rona Langdon’s expression the mont she saw the money. An expert opportunist like him had spotted the greed in her eyes at first glance. He wasn’t afraid of her greed—he was afraid she wouldn’t be greedy enough.
Rona Langdon swallowed hard. A part of her desperately wanted to take the money, but then she rembered that Zachary Preston had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Even if he recovered, he could never stay in his position. If she accepted the money but couldn’t get the job done, it would spell big trouble down the line.
So, she decided she had to grit her teeth and refuse. But just then, a thought flashed through her mind. ’Zachary Preston is already in this state... Besides, Cara Preston and I were the ones who angered him into this condition. I don’t want to take care of him, and I’m definitely going to divorce him!’
’Since we’re going to get divorced anyway, why can’t I score a big payday before it happens?’
The mont the idea entered her mind, it grew like a weed, instantly taking over her every thought.
She thought about the other won in the compound, living the high life in their fine clothes, while she always fell short in comparison. For so many years with Zachary Preston, she’d basically never had a comfortable life. ’Why not make a big score before divorcing him?’
A faint smile appeared on her face. "Oh, I couldn’t possibly..."
Even as she said it, she was already taking the box of money from his hands.
The middle-aged man smiled. "It’s nothing, really. Just please put in a good word for with Director Preston."
Now that her mind was made up, Rona Langdon’s face blood into a smile. However, she had a cut on her face, and the movent pulled at the wound, making her wince. "Of course," she said through a grimace.
The middle-aged man left his na and contact information, then departed.
The mont he was gone, Rona Langdon hugged the box of money, beaming with joy. She had been worried about what she would do for money after divorcing the now-ill Zachary Preston. ’But with this much cash, I won’t have to worry for the rest of my life!’
’Plus, Susan Caldwell will still give a little money from ti to ti. I’m a genius!’ she thought, suddenly feeling incredibly clever.
After leaving the compound, the middle-aged man took a car to a private room in a Crestfall clubhouse. Jeremy Kane was already waiting inside. When the man entered, Jeremy Kane asked, "Is it done?"
"With on the case, is there anything that can’t be done?" The fawning smile was gone from the middle-aged man’s face. With his smile vanished, he exuded an aura of cunning treachery; one look was all it took to know he was not a good man.
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