Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 117

Libby forced herself to sleep, and then at six in the morning, she would go to Carlo's doorstep and wait for him. This time, losing the money to buy jewelry could solve the problem, but, whoever leaked this matter would be a huge blow to her reputation.

Who would write that she had stolen it again? The image that she had painstakingly created over the years was about to collapse. So, in order to solve her problem, she had to take the gem back. At most, she could compensate some repair costs.

Libby lied on her bed, wishing that she could arrive soon tomorrow.

Libby was unable to sleep at all until around three o'clock, and just as she was about to fall asleep at six o'clock, the alarm clock chimed and woke her up. She reached out to press the button on the clock, intending to turn her body and continue sleeping.

She patted her forehead. Luckily, she didn't oversleep. Libby quickly got off the bed to wash up, put on a pair of casual jeans and a white T-shirt, and left the room.

She knew where this man lived. It was a place filled with rich people, located at the north side of the city, but it was obvious that this man was still a private villa. Libby stepped on the accelerator, and in the early morning when no one was around, she drove her white BMW car very quickly.

The rich and powerful district in the north was shrouded in a layer of mist. It was quiet under the morning.

Libby had registered everything in the security room, and also checked her identity card before allowing her to enter the district.

Libby quickly drove in, and followed the route that the bodyguard had pointed out. Finally, she drove in front of a house number, and looked up at the huge villa that occupied half of the mountain, and secretly exclaimed.

As expected, he was not just a normal rich person!

The villa was established more than 10 meters above the ground, it was as though it was a castle in the sky, with a row of wide steps leading up, and the fence was spread out to cover a thousand square meters of land, at this moment, Libby looked at the villa at the side of the mountain, and her neck was stiff.

Libby looked at the time. It was 7: 30 a.m., could she go up and disturb him at this time?

He had affected her deeply and badly, and if she disturbed him now, he would never want to see her again.

Libby bit her lips, then got out of the car and waited by the side of the garden, kicking the rocks as she played.

In a luxurious room on the top floor of the villa, Carlo had just finished practicing his satin body. There was a towel around his neck, and he was holding a teacup while drinking water. He couldn't help but look down at the girl who looked like a little girl.

She did come.

However, he didn't want to see her yet. She had done such a terrible thing last night, and she needed to be punished.

Time pasted, while others slept and had beautiful dreams, Libby had already been leaning on the carriage for a long time, she did not dare get into the carriage, afraid that the man would suddenly drive away from somewhere, and she would not be able to find him.

Finally, at eight-thirty, she waited for an hour, ready to ring the bell.

Libby was bold. In the entertainment industry, she had suffered all kinds of setbacks. When she first entered the industry, she was scolded by the director and she cried all day.

She didn't know why, but now that she was standing in front of this man's door, she was actually as timid as a mouse.

She took a deep breath before pressing the doorbell with her finger. Ding dong, ding dong ...

Hearing the bell, Libby's heart started to race, she recalled the memory of the cold and noble man last night.

Pak tak!

Libby's heart was beating extremely fast. She pushed open the iron door, reached out with her hand and closed the door as she walked step by step towards the stairs.

As Libby walked up the stairs, when she had reached the last two paragraphs, she couldn't help but turn her head. This time, the beautiful scenery turned over, and it was as if she was looking down on the entire capital from the very top of an ancient palace.