I Saved A Mystery Billionaireac (Eudora) novel Chapter 881

"Do you love me?"

Eudora showed a sarcastic smile on her face. She sat down, took a sip of the wine, and asked, "Chasel, I used to trust you very much. But I still have a question. Don't you hate me since I hurt you and Rosetta in the warehouse?"

She put the hand holding the whiskey on the table and looked at Chasel kneeling on one knee with her head tilted, with a bit of contempt in her eyes.

Hearing this, Chasel burst into laughter.

There were indifference, ridicule, contempt, and some other emotions in his laughter.

Eudora couldn't understand those emotions.

Chasel stood up, put the flowers and the ring on the table, sat opposite Eudora, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and then said, "Of course, I hate you. My sister still can't walk. Everyone knows that I love her the most in the family."

His frank and straightforward answer made Eudora somewhat astonished.

Eudora began to understand something.

Chasel's phone might have been repaired. Now he showed his hatred towards Eudora, which meant that he had found the photos were deleted by Eudora.

If he knew that the photos had been deleted, he must have realized that his mobile phone had been deliberately thrown into the water by Eudora.

At the same time, his words had another meaning.

It seemed that Chasel had already guessed that Colbert and Eudora were joining hands.

Also, he and Derek might have realized that the person kissing Colbert in the photo was Eudora.

Eudora lowered her head, picked up the whiskey on the table, and took another sip. "So, you made a plan at Milo's wedding. On the night of the banquet of the Steele family, you cooperated with Derek and drugged me, right?"

Chasel didn't have to hide these things anymore.

Since Eudora asked this question, Chasel just smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows, held the glass with his long fingers, and took a sip of the water.

After a while, he nodded and admitted honestly. "Eudora, you are not cute at all when you become so smart."

"Do you mean that you would really fall in love with me if I were not smart?" Eudora asked ironically.

"No."