Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1147

Beanie was stunned when he heard that.

He'd only thought about driving the man away from Auntie Vera. He didn't consider the more important things. If Mr. Lewis had left in anger because of his words, he might've ruined her reputation.

It wasn't that he did not think of it before, but he felt that there was no need to mind what other people would say. Moreover, Auntie Vera liked his uncle, so the only person she cared about must've been his uncle.

Thinking of this, he retorted.

"Auntie Vera is not the kind of person who cares about the views of others."

"What about her parents?" Quill asked.

Beanie went quiet.

Quill held the key and stood up. "Do you know why I denied it now? Let's go. Don't do this again in the future. Next time, I'll send you to your father's place and let him lecture you himself."

Let's see if he still dares to think I'm the bad guy here, he thought.

Beanie got up and followed him out reluctantly. He was still angry inside and could only say, "You have to believe me. Mr. Lewis really does have ill intentions. When I went to the restaurant, he told me that he owned the restaurant."

Upon hearing this, Quill finally paused and squinted his eyes. "Are you telling the truth?"

"It's true; that's why I don't like him. He hadn't even gotten married with Auntie Vera yet, but he'd already said that the restaurant was his. That restaurant is her blood, sweat and tears."

Quill didn't answer him, but he already had an idea.

"Okay. I'll handle it. You'd better stay out of it."

After returning to the company, Quill called Juliette in, and asked her to investigate a person.

At first, she did not know who she was supposed to investigate. She only knew the reason after finding out more, and then she could not resist teasing him.

"Have you finally reached enlightenment, President Hanover?"

His eyes were cold and stern as he looked at her after hearing her words.

She laughed and said, "I can't even ask? Alright, I'll go and investigate. I'll return with the results ASAP."

Vera had been feeling down after she got back to the pasta restaurant. Sheridan tried to pursue conversation with her a couple of times but she didn't entertain him, or she didn't hear him.

In the end, he was completely discouraged.

"Are you blaming me for not being able to pay for that meal?"

After hearing him say that, she realized that what she had done had been too much. She could only explain, "No, it has nothing to do with you. I just felt a little tired after being out and about. Plus, I've already said that you are not related to Beanie. You have no obligation to treat him, so it's fine if I did it."

"Well, do you still have money? That meal was so expensive. You..."

"It's okay." She smiled and said, "I have a restaurant. I earn an income everyday. You don't have to worry about it."

She must've been wealthy. It seems that whoever had introduced her to him was right. Vera was indeed a rich woman, he thought to himself.

"Why don't you head home?" She felt bad. It was getting late, so she asked him to go home early to rest.

Although he was unhappy, he still nodded his

head.

"Well, I'll come to see you tomorrow then."

"Okay, have a safe trip."

After he left, she bent over the table again.

She hadn't made enough money, and now had spent another tens of thousands of dollars. She felt heartache at the thought of it. Vera suddenly regretted not taking the bottle of red wine with her when she'd left.

It was red wine worth 30,000 dollars. She paid, but didn't take it with her. Was she an idiot?

She sounded fed up and tired, and she didn't even look at him.

He was a little upset and pursed his thin lips tightly.

"I know, but I think there are some things that you must know," he said.

She looked up and fixed her gaze on him.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Let's talk in the car," he suggested. There were many people around, and they would look at the both of them. He didn't want such an atmosphere for a serious conversation, and most importantly, he was hoping for Vera to calm down.

"Let's talk in the car?" She looked at the car behind him and suddenly showed a sardonic look. "Would that be a good idea, President Hanover? After all, I am an unhygienic person. Besides, I've been working in a pasta restaurant for a whole day, and my body is dirty and smelly. Wouldn't it be considered air pollution for you if I entered your car? Forget it."

These words were particularly sharp, causing him to feel even more miserable.

"Must you say something like that to me?"

"Then what would you like me to say?" She smiled and took two steps back. She stared at him curiously and asked, "Say something flattering? Maybe you would like that?"

He pursed his lips and looked very serious. The temperature around him fell a few degrees.

He didn't expect that what happened that night would escalate. Could he not save this?

"That night, I..."

"If President Hanover wants to explain what happened that night, then there's no need for it. I understood it very well. There's no need to trouble you!"

She stepped back and covered her ears, not wanting to listen to his explanation at all.

It was happening again. It was ridiculous that the president of Hanover Corporation was at a loss at what to do with such a woman.