“Isn’t it pretty good? Charity said calmly. “ You hate me and are desperate to kill me, yet you can’t do
anything to me. You have to give me bonuses from the money you earn yearly. How good is that? I can
even criticize you openly in the company if you do badly and accuse you of not letting US shareholders
gain profit.”
Chester laughed out of anger.
It seemed like he had lost in that round as well.
He used to think that being Jewell Corporation’s president was pretty satisfying. Now listening to the
way Charity talked about it, he felt like an employee.
He was indeed earning a huge sum of money, but he was racking his brain and working every day. On
the other hand, Charity did not need to do a thing. She could get money just by sitting at home.
That made Chester slightly jealous.
However, he would not be willing to hand over the power he had.
At that moment, the waiter served the food.
Charity held a knife and fork and started cutting the lamb rack. She ate quickly but not hastily. It gave
others the impression that she was elegant.
“You’re eating so quickly. Be careful of choking,” Chester reminded lazily.
“I want to eat faster and leave earlier.
Looking at you is unappetizing,” Charity said bluntly.
Tsssk.
The knife in Chester’s hand drew a long mark along the plate and made an unpleasant sound.
He squinted his eyes evilly. “Wouldn’t you have been more turned off when I was in your body?
Unfortunately, I found it satisfying. I still remember that feeling. Even if you had taken medicine, I
remember clearly your expression of indulgence. I’ll sketch a drawing for you. My drawing skills are
pretty good.”
The knife and fork in Eliza’s hands stopped their cutting action.
Her beautiful face darkened slightly. She even felt nausea and disgust welling up from the depths of her
throat.
Chester smiled upon seeing that. He started enjoying his lunch. “I’ll prepare the drawing once I go
back.”
“Draw it, then. I hope you’ll remember forever that I only had that expression because I relied on
drugs,” Charity reminded coldly. “As long as you don’t feel humiliated, you can do what you want.”
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Chester felt like his anger did not affect her at all.
After gritting his teeth, he chuckled. “Eliza, we got off on the wrong foot. If I hadn’t forced you back then
and we had dated like an ordinary couple, I might’ve… fallen in love with you.”
“I don’t believe you. You don’t understand love at all. You won’t fall in love with anyone either.”
After Charity finished eating, she wiped her mouth and stood up. “I’m done eating. I’ll be leaving first.
You can continue enjoying your food.”
“You haven’t replied to my first question. Who are you?” Chester’s voice came from behind. “Or you
can simply answer one question of mine. Are you Eliza?”
Charity turned her eyes back and gave him a profound glance, she did not reply and left without turning
back.
Chester leaned his body against the chair again. He stared at the dishes in front of him.
He recalled Charity asking, “Do you really not remember a thing?”
“Young Master Jewell…” Ken walked over. “ Eliza has left. The two bodyguards beside her don’t seem
simple. They must be people who have blood on their hands and gone to battlefields.”
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