Looking at how arrogant Jefferson was, Adrienne clenched her jaw in anger and said, "Jefferson, if you torture me, I'll do the same to you. Don't you have a girl you like? I'll tell her tomorrow that you're married. You two-timing b*stard. I'll see how you plan to chase her then."
Jefferson whistled and replied, "Pfft... Go ahead if you dare."
"Go then!" he prompted again inwardly.
He couldn't ask for more. He was just worried that she didn’t have the guts to do so.
"Just you wait and see!" In confrontations, Adrienne always lost to Jefferson. She could say many things, but she never dared to act upon them.
She couldn't act tough. So, she had to be soft. She took a few breaths to calm herself down and put on a friendly face. "Mr. Hefner, if I manage to get ten million dollars to pay you back, will you act like that incident had never happened?"
Adrienne silently calculated the inheritance that was left by her parents. She had two houses that her parents bought some years ago. Chatterton Town was currently the leading global housing market. Therefore, they should be worth some money.
Her carthat she had bought recently could also be worth a little money. Along with some jewelry and luxury bags that she didn't really use since she started working, she should be able to gather quite a sum.
If she added all this up, she shouldn't be that far away from the ten million dollar price that Jefferson had offered.
Although she felt sorry for her parents for doing so, she had no other choice. She had to be free of Jefferson so that she could properly investigate the cause of her parents' death.
Thinking of this, Adrienne started cursing Jefferson in her heart again.
He was a philanderer who knew nothing. He was neither good- looking nor was he talented. All he had was a nice physique. Who did he think he was to charge ten million dollars for a night?
Who did he think he was?
What right did he have?
Jefferson glanced over at Adrienne and immediately, all her pluckiness to curse at him disappeared. Under his gaze, she could only stutter, "Why... Why are you looking at me? You didn't answer my question."
Jefferson held the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed Adrienne's head with the other hand. He said, "Adrienne, stop cursing at me in your heart."
Adrienne nervously pushed back her darkrimmed glasses. "I'm asking you, if I manage to pay you ten million dollars, will you act like that night never happened?"
Was she really going to try shoring up ten million dollars just to leave him? Jefferson wondered.
"Which part of me isn't good enough for her?" he questioned himself.
In terms of appearance, he was definitely way better looking than her.
In terms of intelligence, even ten of her could not compare to one of him.
As for his family background, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. How could he lose to her?
No matter what the comparison was, he was much better than her. Where did she get the confidence to want to dump him?
Jefferson looked away coldly. "Heh. Why don't you try to gather the money first?"
"Little Specky, you'll never be able to divorce me for the rest of your life," Jefferson remarked in his heart.
Jefferson did not take Adrienne home directly. She only realized it after they had reached their destination. "What are you trying to do now?"
"Miss Carter, perhaps you can go without food for a day. However, unlike you, I get hungry." Jefferson patted his flat stomach and said, "It's been rumbling the entire day."
The night before, he had been caught up with work all the way till the afternoon the next day. Then, he had to take a quick shower and rushed for his blind date. After that, he wanted to get some food, but Adrienne had made him so angry that he had lost his appetite. When he got home, he ate a piece of toast and took a nap.
After getting up, he rushed to the office to pick her up. He wanted to wait to have dinner with her. Unfortunately, all she knew was to p*ss him off.
"Are you stupid? Why didn't you just eat if you were hungry?"
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