When Family Became a Place I Couldn’t Return To novel Chapter 65

“Really?” Nelly lifted an eyebrow.

Brody nodded and pulled out his checkbook, scrawling his signature across the paper. “One million.”

Nelly looked at him like he’d lost his mind.

Was he still drunk or something?

“Alright, deal.”

She grabbed the check before he could change his mind and headed off to get dressed.

A million wasn't exactly a fortune, but money was money. Anyone who turned down a windfall like this would be crazy. Brody never gave money away so easily. She’d be a fool not to take it.

Nelly reappeared a few minutes later in a fresh blue tweed suit. The fit was perfect, the style young and bold, and the color made her look even more vibrant. For a second, Brody couldn’t take his eyes off her.

“New outfit?” he asked.

Brody almost never commented on her clothes. It caught her off guard. Nelly just answered with a quiet “Yeah.”

“It looks good,” he said.

Nelly smiled, then couldn’t help teasing, “Not bad, right? Still, I bet it’s nothing compared to what Sheila wears.”

Brody went silent.

His face looked like a storm cloud.

Nelly felt a little lighter after that. She didn’t want to push him too far, though, so she quickly changed the subject. “Let’s take my new car. I’ll drive.”

“You got a new car?”

“Yeah.”

She led him to the elevator.

Down in the garage, she unlocked her car from a distance. The headlights flashed on a brand-new, limited edition white Porsche.

This car had to be worth at least three million.

Brody’s eyes flickered with amusement. Eight million, huh. That was a statement.

Once again, Nelly was nothing like he thought. She always seemed so practical, so focused on work and family, but apparently, when it came to spending money, she didn’t hesitate.

“Draft up a contract,” Brody said, not bothering with the awkwardness and going straight to business.

“Yes, sir.” Alan nodded. He glanced at Brody with new respect. Even in the middle of a divorce, Mr. Garland didn’t miss a beat.

“Oh, sir… Ms. Olson is here.”

Alan noticed Brody and Nelly heading for the office. He hesitated, then lowered his voice for Brody.

Brody stopped and looked instinctively at Nelly.

She was busy on her phone, not paying attention to any of it.

“Brody, thanks for the gift.”

Before Brody could even reach his office, Sheila walked out and locked eyes with Nelly.

Nelly noticed Sheila was holding a gift box. The velvet wrapping made it obvious it was some pricey jewelry.

Brody’s glare snapped over to Alan, sharp enough to cut.

Alan’s heart shot right up into his throat. His face turned pale.