I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 Fragrances and Matchmaking

Where did that scent come from!

Finished

Reflecting for a moment, she pinned it down to Morty’s car, recalling a faint trace of it during the ride. Seriously, why dowse the car in so much cologne?

This indirect connection to Morty was something she didn’t enjoy. Meanwhile, at the Hudson residence. Carly was leisurely sipping tea, browsing through new fall and winter collections sent by various brands, considering adding some pieces to her wardrobe and pondering whether to get some for Ellis too

Since the divorce drama with Easton, her foster daughter had been dressing in ‘rags, always clad in cheap. unimpressive clothes.

If not for her good looks, the cheap outfits would have dragged her down.

Recently, Carly had finally found a decent, quality man for Ellis and arranged for them to meet. She couldn’t let Ellis show up giving off a cheap vibe.

“As the saying went, clothes made the man. Looking good might not have necessarily earned someone extra respect, but

looking bad certainly invited disdain

After picking out clothes for herself and Ellis and scheduling deliveries with various brands, a new problem arose–Ellis hadn’t been in touch with her lately. How am I going to convince Ellis to go on this arranged date!

She sighed, her phone suddenly ringing. It was Sophia Carly swiped to answer, “Madam Sophia.”

“Carly, why did you transfer the 10 million back to me? I told you, that money was compensation for Ellis Sophia thought this issue was settled after transferring the money to Carly’s account, but Carly had sent it back.

“Madam Sophia, let’s not keep transferring money back and forth. It’s a hassle, and Ellis wouldn’t appreciate it. Carly was more worried about her nephew’s displeasure than the money itself. Having experienced poverty and her nephew’s ruthless methods, she followed her faster daughter’s wishes not to be greedy.

“Do you and your daughter regard money as dirt?”

“Of course not.”

“Then why not accept it? Carly didn’t think refusing the money was about being virtuous; she just felt guilty.

Ellis had left Easton with nothing, and he hadn’t given her a dime. Carly had tried to give her money, and Ellis had refused!

“With Easton around, who dares to accept it?” Carly was frank about her and her foster daughter’s fear of her nephew’s tactics, which were not for the faint–hearted

“It’s my money, not my son’s”

“It doesn’t matter whose money it is; at Easton’s command, it becomes unspendable”

Sophia was at a loss for words; recalling how her son had overreacted last time, it likely left Carly and Ellis somewhat traumatized, Tm still alive, and that brat Easton can’t control who I give my money to

Carly didn’t respond, seeing no need to.

Sophia continued speaking, but Carly wasn’t really listening, finally cutting in, “Madam Sophia, I’m busy right now. Let’s not

“You have things to do?” Sophia remembered Carly mentioning she was taking a break this year to recover from the troubles caused by her son, speculating, “Busy picking a remarriage candidate for Ellis?”

Pausing for a few seconds, she continued, “What kind of match have you found for Ellis?”