She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 Her Own Things

"Vincent, what's your opinion?" Bentley looked at Vincent standing aside. The old man was clearly angry, but he had to forbear to say anything.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that Bentley even had the ability to make Mr. Brooks have a stroke. Vincent's crutch was caught in his palm, propping up on the ground and keeping shaking. He didn't say anything.

Caroline's eyes glittered with shock. She looked up at Bentley beside her. What did he mean?

Bentley lowered his eyes, and his glance flicked round her face. He said with a smile, "Caroline, what are you going to do?"

What was she going to do?

Caroline was keenly aware that Bentley would never suddenly be kind. When he asked this question, the people present were astounded and whispered, "Is Mr. Shawn going to back her up?" Caroline knew very well about him.

If he were a kind person, she wouldn't be in such a miserable condition.

Caroline closed her eyes. There were two forces fighting with each other in her heart. She needed to make up her mind because she knew Bentley was forcing her to make a decision.

What should she do?

The favor of her grandfather was not pure, but she still felt grateful. Without him, she would have been finally used as a tool for family with her marriage regarded as a bargaining chip, sharing the same destiny with those daughters who relied on their parents. Without him, she wouldn't have experienced such a wide world and have had such a hard but wonderful life before going to prison.

Born in a wealthy family, she obtained a comfortable life, which meant she was doomed to lose something, especially as a girl. Her grandfather gave her a chance to choose. Apart from the aspect about the Jameson family, she remembered and thanked what he had did for her.

All of a sudden, she opened her eyes glittering with firmness. "Mr. Shawn, can you lend me 60 million dollars?"

With an arm wrapping around Caroline's shoulders, Bentley smiled pleasantly. A trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes. If she thought that he would support her with great benevolence and help her regain Living Hope Foundation, she would not be Caroline.

He was thinking: Sure enough, no matter how she changed, she was still the original Caroline in her bones.

If she begged him for help directly, she would really become another person.

Bentley asked slowly, "60 million dollars? What do you take to ask me for help? I am a businessman, not a philanthropist. Caroline, what do you have to vouch for so much money?"

Caroline looked at the man in front of her with a complicated emotion, gnashing her teeth and said, "In the future, I will do your bidding."

This meant she would be absolutely obedient to Bentley.

Hearing this, Bentley was happy. Staring at the taut woman with extremely nervous appearance, Bentley answered, "OK. I'll lend you."

Caroline didn't dare to relax. "Thank you, Mr. Shawn." When she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Raymond. "I want to get back my own things. I offer 60 million dollars for Living Hope Foundation."

She stared at Raymond, and there was no warmth in her eyes.

Raymond didn't to know what to say at the moment. He was on the horns of a dilemma. Bentley was on her side. Living Hope Foundation had just been auctioned off to Mr. Brooks. He didn't know the relationship between Caroline and Bentley, so he didn't dare to offend Bentley easily.