Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 970

The person who could help her resolve this matter, apart from the person in front of her, was none other than him. Her social connections weren't complicated, and even through elimination, she could figure out who it was.

"It's you." This time, she did not cower, nor was she afraid. She looked straight into his eyes and said, "You paid for it, didn't you?"

Although she didn't understand why Bert refused to admit what he had done, she could roughly guess that his identity must not be simple.

But it had nothing to do with her. All she had to do was find out the truth.

Bert stared at this stubborn face with a dark and brooding gaze. There was fear in her eyes, but more than that, there was a kind of indescribable courage. This expression left him with an inexplicable sense of gloom and heaviness in his chest.

"Four hundred thousand dollars is not a small amount of money. I've prepared an IOU and came here today to ask you to sign it. It may take me a long time to repay, but I will definitely return it to you. You can consider it as interest." She spoke each word with utmost clarity, as if afraid that Bert wouldn't understand.

As soon as she finished speaking, Bert suddenly loosened his grip on her neck, and even the wine cup she brought in was overturned. "Get out!"

There was a crisp sound in the quiet private room, and Alivia was scared by this sudden movement. She looked at the liquid flowing on the table and wanted to retreat, but...

Thinking of the 400,000 dollars, she clenched her fists, stood up, and stood before Bert. She took out the IOU across the table and put it on it neatly. "Mr. Harper, as long as you sign your name, I guarantee that I will never appear before you again. I will transfer the money to your account."

He looked at that slender, fair hand. Bert raised his gaze to observe that fearless and indifferent face. She was not weak or timid at all. She had courage hidden beneath that delicate exterior, and it was absolute recklessness and perseverance.

Bert hated this kind of feeling. It was a familiar feeling.

He took the note and put it between his index finger and middle finger in disdain. "You want me to sign it?"