She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Mr. Filocci, I Need Five Million Dollars

When Caroline showed the cheque to Marissa again, the latter only took a glance at Caroline and then put the cheque into her purse. She said, "You should know that Cayne has some impure intentions."

"Yes."

Marissa felt confused.

She raised her brows and asked, "Then why did you take his money?"

Caroline didn't answer her question.

Marissa didn't probe into this because she was clearer than anyone else that Caroline urgently needed this sum of money.

"You don't get much time left." Marissa reminded Caroline.

"I know, but I must try."

"Try what? Caroline, just give up."

"No."

"Do you hate Mr. Shawn to this point?" asked Marissa. Indeed, what Marissa wanted to say was Bentley was not that bad to her. She knew it was Bentley who carried Caroline to the hospital when the latter was sick. And it was also Bentley who called his personal doctor to check on Caroline when the latter passed out because she insisted on going to work when she was sick. Moreover, Bentley didn't allow her to tell Caroline about this.

Marissa didn't know what had happened between Caroline and Bentley. However, when seeing how Bentley treated Caroline, she thought perhaps Caroline didn't have to be scared of him that much.

Caroline didn't know how to explain her relationship with Bentley, but she knew it was not purely about hatred.

"Then tell me about your plan. You only have a week left. I've counted the amount for you. You've only saved less than 1 million dollars. Can you earn the rest 4 million dollars in the next seven days?"

Marissa helplessly rubbed her brows. She couldn't directly tell her the truth that there was no hope for her to earn the rest 4 million dollars because Bentley had ordered her earlier not to assign any tasks to Caroline. If not so, why couldn't Caroline get any task during this period?

"I must have a try. It's not the deadline yet."

"Who can help you even if you want to try? That man named Cayne? He would only go to your place to eat the noodles you cook from time to time and then give you a cheque of one hundred thousand. Does that help? Even if he will go to your place every day, you'll only earn seven hundred thousand at most."

Marissa also wanted to help Caroline, but the only thing she could do was hide those sums of money from Bentley.

However, she was clear that unless there was a miracle, otherwise, Caroline wouldn't reach the goal set by Bentley within the rest days.

She wished there would be such a miracle.

"Most importantly, Caroline, Cayne is a very dangerous man."

Caroline smiled and said, "For me, the most dangerous one is Mr. Shawn."

She continued, "Then see you around, Marissa. Perhaps I'm lucky enough to get some tasks."

Marissa didn't' stop Caroline. However, looking at the back of the woman who was hobbling forward, a hint of pity flashed across Marissa's eyes. "Poor girl, your failure to get a task is not caused by your luck." She thought to herself.

In the lounge of the PR Department, the disappointed Caroline was preparing to get off work. Like before, she didn't get any task today. She was not a fool. If this only continued for three or four days, she would attribute it to her back luck.

But this had continued for nearly a month, and naturally, she vaguely understood something.

She went back to her dormitory after leaving the Royal Club.

That gorgeous half-blooded man was still waiting at the door like he did yesterday.

This time, Caroline didn't say anything. She took out her key in his face, opened the door, and then said to him, "Come in, Mr. Filocci."

She said blandly in a husky voice, "I will cook noodles for you."