Chapter 100 Team Up
Both Vivienne and Anne were Rebecca’s close friends. If it were Vivienne, Alistair would stop and exchange a few polite words with her.
But when it comes to Anne, just ignoring her was already the best he could do in terms of being polite.
Anne was very much like Rebecca. In Alistair’s book of the most loathed women, Rebecca took the top spot, with Celeste and Anne coming in second and third, respectively.
Anne was a woman with no moral standards and absolutely no boundaries.
Just the thought of how she used to act all cutesy and flirtatious with him, thinking she was so alluring, made Alistair want to gag.
Of course, Alistair was well aware that in the eyes of a rich, flighty girl like her, he was nothing more than a plaything.
He hoped that her so–called “friendship” with Rebecca would last
forever.
Eloise peeked out from behind Alistair and whispered to t….,
“Daddy, this madam is so mean. Should we call Mommy to come and help?”
Alistair couldn’t suppress a smile.
He was generally a man of few words, which made some people like Liam, Celeste, and Anne right here, think he was an easy
mark.
Has Eloise also got the idea that “anyone can push Daddy
around?”
That won’t do.
In Eloise’s eyes, I’m even more powerful than Superman. I’ve got to let her know that no matter what difficulties we encounter or what kind of people we run into, I’ll be a solid wall protecting her
and her mommy.
He turned to Anne, a half–smile on his face. “What, are you miffed that my daughter made you sound old? If you admit that your IQ is lower than a three–year–old’s, I’ll ask my daughter to call you little
sister.”
Then, he bent down and gently said to Eloise, “Eloise, go ahead and call her little sister. It’ll make her look younger.”
Eloise blinked her big, innocent eyes.
Really?
She stole a glance at the scowling Anne.
She’s so mean.
She’s not even a fraction as good as my mom. Humph!
When Anne shot her a glare, Eloise shrank her neck.
If Daddy says to call, I’ll call! I’ll do what Daddy says!
Then, she spoke up clearly, “Little sister.”
Alistair smiled and gave Eloise a thumbs–up.
Eloise beamed sweetly.
Anne was left speechless.
How infuriating! Alistair is making a mockery of me, hinting that my IQ is only as high as a three–year–old’s!
Anne’s face flared up with rage. “Alistair, quit showing off. I’m gonna go back and tell Rebecca about this. I’ll make sure she gives you the cold shoulder from now on.”
Alistair, truth be told, was hoping for that.
He said earnestly, “Is that really possible? Well, thanks then.”
Eloise, always eager to be a good–mannered little girl, politely chimed in, “Thank you, madam.”
Alistair bent down and gently chided her, “Already forgot, huh?”
Eloise quickly nodded, then with a sugary smile, repeated, “Thank you, little sister!”
As Alistair took her hand and led her away, Eloise waved and called out, “Bye–bye, little sister!”
When it came to teaming up with Alistair to rile people up, Eloise
seemed to have a natural knack for it.
Anne, on the other hand, was fuming.
She was so mad she could have ripped someone to shreds. She was on the verge of losing it!
Just then, a good–looking young guy around Alistair’s age stepped out of the high–end men’s clothing store behind them. “What’s going on, honey?”
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In an instant, Anne transformed from an enraged shre fragile, pitiful damsel. She threw herself into the man’s arms and sobbed, “Waa, someone just picked on me…”
The young man looked around, eyes blazing. “Where are they? I’ll teach them a proper lesson!”
With someone to back her up, Anne immediately dragged the young man in pursuit.
But all they caught sight of was the rear of a Maybach speeding
off into the distance.
“The one who bullied you was in that car? If he hadn’t run so fast, I’d have really given him a hard time today!” the young man said.
After sizing up Alistair’s clothes and his ride, Anne realized that the patron Alistair had latched onto had really deep pockets.
Without knowing who that backer was, she didn’t dare to provoke Alistair casually, fearing she’d bring trouble upon herself.
Sure, she usually acted all high–and–mighty and didn’t give
Alistair the time of day, but that was because Alistair used to be a penniless bum.
Relieved that Alistair had disappeared into the distance, Anne stomped her foot in feigned defiance.
“He was lucky to run off so fast. Otherwise, I’d make his life a living nightmare!”
The young man looked around, eyes blazing. “Where are they? I‘ teach them a proper lesson!”
With someone to back her up, Anne immediately dragged the young man in pursuit.
But all they caught sight of was the rear of a Maybach speeding off into the distance.
“The one who bullied you was in that car? If he hadn’t run so fast, I’d have really given him a hard time today!” the young man said.
After sizing up Alistair’s clothes and his ride, Anne realized that the patron Alistair had latched onto had really deep pockets.
Without knowing who that backer was, she didn’t dare to provoke Alistair casually, fearing she’d bring trouble upon herself.
Sure, she usually acted all high–and–mighty and didn’t give Alistair the time of day, but that was because Alistair used to be a penniless bum.
Relieved that Alistair had disappeared into the distance, Anne stomped her foot in feigned defiance.
“He was lucky to run off so fast. Otherwise, I’d make his life a living nightmare!”
Then, she turned to the young man by her side. “Come on, honey. How did those clothes fit you?”
The young man, Caleb, stood there like a rooted tree, his eyes
filled with a trace of melancholy and a thousand thoughts churning in his mind.
Anne, being perceptive, immediately picked up on his off–mood. “What’s going on with you?”
Caleb forced a smile and waved it off. “It’s nothing, really.”
Anne came to a halt, folded her arms across her chest, and stared at him intently. “Caleb, do you love me?”
Caleb started fidgeting nervously. “Baby, how can you even doubt that? My heart’s all yours. Of course, I love you!”
Anne was content with Caleb’s affirmation of love. “Then don’t keep secrets from me. I deserve to know what’s going on,” she
insisted.
Caleb hemmed and hawed for what felt like an eternity. “I got a call from Dad today. Mom’s sick and needs surgery. It’s gonna cost an arm and a leg, and my family can’t just whip up that kind of cash overnight…”
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Anne simply brushed it off with a wave of her hand. “You say you love me, but why didn’t you tell me sooner? If you’re strapped for cash, I’ll fork it over!”
Caleb looked a bit sheepish. “But it’s a huge sum… I don’t wanna take your money. It’d make me feel like a mooch…”
“Don’t be so distant with me!” Anne huffed, stamping her foot in irritation, “Money’s nothing compared to true love! So, how much do you need?”
Caleb hung his head, a mix of shame and desperation on his face.
“Five million dollars…”
Five million dollars was no chump change. It was her entire annual
allowance.
But Anne had a hidden nest–egg.
Anne said nonchalantly, “Is that all? I’ll give it to you.”
Caleb was over the moon with gratitude. “Baby, don’t worry. This
is a loan. Once I’m raking in the dough, I’ll pay you back with interest-”
“Stop right there. Don’t ever say that again! There’s no yours or mine. From now on, what’s mine is yours!”
Caleb was secretly thrilled.
He couldn’t help thinking about Alistair.
10 min left
He hadn’t forgotten how Alistair was sold by his father for two million dollars.
He gave up his SAT chance and his future for just two million dollars, while I just had to open my mouth, and my rich girlfriend handed me five million dollars.
