She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 Unnoticable Protection

It was the first time that she heard of the Living Hope Foundation from the other person after she was discharged from prison. She didn't inquire about this.

"Living Hope Foundation has nothing to do with me now. My father and the other Jamesons will develop and cherish it."

After all, both she and her grandfather had put great effort into Living Hope Foundation. The other Jamesons should cherish it.

She had never doubted this. But the man before her suddenly chuckled and said, "Caroline, if it wasn't that I saw it by myself that Living Hope Foundation developed well under your management, I would doubt that you were too naÏve. Caroline, you've thought too highly of the Jamesons.

Caroline's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words, and a bad hunch rose in her heart. She asked, "Mr. Shawn, what do you mean?"

"In the strict sense, the party we're going to tonight is an auction. It's organized by the Jameson family and will be held in the Jamesons' villa."

The more Caroline listened to his words, the weirder she felt. She asked, "What are they going to auction?"

Could it be...

"Your father and brother will change the chairman for Living Hope Foundation tonight. In other words..."

"They're going to sell Living Hope Foundation!" Caroline shouted out what Bentley was going to say, which was a rare scene.

Bentley didn't say anything else. He stood up and said, "To go with me or not, it's up to you."

Caroline bit her bottom lip. It was true that she was afraid of going to crowded places, meeting the despicable gazes of those she was familiar with, and showing up before other people. However, it was related to Living Hope Foundation!

"Of course, I'll go with you." She must check on it by herself, otherwise, how would she accept this?

Bentley nodded, hooked his finger at the stylists who had been waiting aside, and said, "Dress her up."

Sitting on the couch, Caroline let those stylists put on make-up for her. She wanted to go to the party! Living Hope Foundation was a gift from her grandfather. Even if it was now managed by those people, she must see by herself how her so-called family members ruin her and her grandfather's efforts!

She acted like a marionette. No matter what the stylists asked her to do, she would do as instructed silently. Standing aside, Bentley watched this quietly.

They didn't put on thick make-up for her. But gradually, she looked more like how she looked in the past. It was so weird that he actually remembered how Caroline looked before. It had been three years, and his memory of Winnie had blurred. However, he could still remember clearly how this woman looked when she confessed her love to him, how she looked when she went mad, her arrogant looks, and even how she looked when she sometimes became unreasonable.

Caroline took the stylist's advice and was about to change into a white dress.

"Wait a minute," Bentley said blandly. Caroline and the stylists all looked toward him. Bentley stepped toward the clothes hanger which was sent into the office when the stylists came, and glanced around the dresses hanging there. He suddenly reached out and picked out one from the dress. "Wear this black one."

Caroline glanced at the long dress in his hand and slowly reached out to take the dress.

Then she walked into the lounge in the office. After a short while, the door of the lounge was pushed open. Bentley looked over and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. It was not only because of her beauty but also because of the black mermaid dress. When seeing her in this dress, he seemed to see the scene when she confessed her love for him in the public on her eighteenth birthday.

His eyes were filled with affection though he himself didn't notice this. Caroline felt more ill-at-ease under his burning gaze. Bentley waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

The car drove on the road, but it suddenly made a turn and drove into a lane. The lane was somehow narrow, barely allowing a car to pass.

After a short while, the car stopped before a workshop.

Bentley handsomely got out of the car, walked to the door to the passenger seat, reached out to pull open the car door, and said, "Get out."

"Mr. Shawn, isn't the party held in the Jamesons' villa?" Caroline slowly asked while getting off.

Bentley held up her hand to lead her forward and said, "We need to solve a matter before going to the party."

When Caroline walked into the secluded workshop, she finally realized this was not an ordinary workshop.