Chapter 207 The Emerald Island
“It’s still too early to gloat. I misjudged you and thought that you were an innocent woman. I never thought that you would be so scheming,” Kaitlin said self-mockingly.
Kaliyah covered her mouth and began to giggle. She slowly stood up and said, “Kaitlin, see you.”
“You don’t get to leave!” Kaitlin shouted as loud as she could.
Yet Kaliyah had already walked out.
Time passed by. When it was the third day after Ainsley woke up, she was discharged.
She returned to the Easton’s place. Perla made a lot of delicious food for her to recover sooner.
Matteo had been staring at the tablet while sitting at the dining table the entire time. He frowned as if something serious had happened.
“What’s wrong?” Ainsley asked.
“I’ve noticed a piece of land recently. It’s the Emerald Island. If I can obtain it, it will be very profitable. Unfortunately, the owner might sell it to anyone.” Matteo’s tone was a little worried.
Ainsley wasn’t familiar with such things, so after listening to his words, she finished eating and went back to sleep.
The next day, she met Manuel when she had just got off work and left school. She wanted to leave, yet he stopped her.
“Ainsley!”
“Mr. Gage, what’s the matter? If nothing, I will leave now.” Ainsley turned around and was about to leave.
“Aisy, can we talk?”
Ainsley felt a chill on her back, and then her back slowly relaxed. She stared at him for a long time, her eyes exceptionally crystal clear. There was nothing but inquiry in her eyes.
“Can I ask you a few questions?” Ainsley parted her thin lips slightly.
Manuel looked into her eyes and found it impossible to say no to her. He paused for a long time before nodding. “Alright.”
“You can’t lie. You have to answer my questions truthfully,” Ainsley added.
Manuel seemed to know what she was going to ask. But he nodded anyway. “Shoot.”
She opened her mouth slowly and said, “What exactly did you hide from me? You know that photo of me and Serina, don’t you?”
Manuel opened his mouth slightly, but could not say anything.
He then swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and said, “I can’t say yet.”
“When then?” she asked anxiously.
“Aisy,” he called her name softly.
Ainsley said with a self-deprecating smile, “Not the right time again?”
“I’m sorry.”
Ainsley was slightly dazed. It wasn’t the answer she was expecting, yet she failed to make a sound because of such a
single word of his.
She opened her mouth several times, but she still couldn’t utter a word.
She looked away. “Forget it. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t ask.”
After a long silence, she suddenly remembered something and said, “Did you plan this long ago?”
“No.”
Ainsley did not know what she was feeling. She had just wanted to get closer to him, but now she was dejected.
“I see. See you.”
She turned around and was about to leave. Just as she took a step, he tugged at her wrist. She turned around abruptly,
only to see Manuel shake off her hand in the next second.
“I’m sorry.”
“What?” Ainsley was a little confused.
“I’ll take you to a place.” Manuel looked away, no longer looking at her.
“Where?” Ainsley asked in confusion.
Manuel pulled her to the car and opened the passenger door for her.
“Get in.”
She did not know what Manuel was up to. Yet she still got in the car.
West Street was the most prosperous street in Seattle. It was a very simple and old street, and the things sold here were all antique. Also, the names of the shops here were very classical.
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