Dazaray raised her eyebrows. “Do you plan to give Theo a call already?”
I frowned. "I told you I won't agree to your request. Jordan did something bad and will have to pay the price for it. If you need money, tell me how much you need and I’ll give it to you. I believe you know how to make favorable decisions for yourself."
Dazaray took a few bites before smiling slightly at me, saying, “As expected, a rich wife sure is different. Even your words came off firm. But I'm sorry, although I dislike Jordan's hypocritical attitude, I’m a religious person. Hence, I'll keep my word and do what I promised him to do. Don't even bother trying to change my mind.”
She continued eating after saying that. Seeing her calm and easy-going demeanor, I felt very irritated. There was no use persuading her.
I thought about it and asked, "I'm curious as to when you and Jordan got so close to each other."
Dazaray did not intend to hide it from me either and blandly said, “We've been keeping in touch since returning from abroad.”
"Why?"
She became a little patient. "What do you mean why? Have you not heard of the saying 'the wages of avarice is death'?”
“If you’re doing it for the money, what Jordan can offer you, Theo can offer the same. What difference does it make?" "Of course, there is." Dazaray let out a smug smile. "Theo has a wife, but Jordan doesn’t.'
Was she saying that she intended to marry Jordan too?
I felt speechless and did not intend to retort further.
Seeing that the sky outside was fully dark, I did not intend to waste any more time with her. Since she did not confiscate my phone, I could just give Theo a call and let him know where I was, right?
I took out my phone and called Theo’s number.
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