Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 39

The more she read, the more complaints she made.

"A donation can make him a good person? It's really... One hundred million. It's no big deal to have money. " She looked at the price tag and suddenly choked as she was complaining.

In her eyes, Richie had become the spokesperson of niggards. Suddenly, she saw him generosity like a hero. Obviously she didn't believe it, but considered it as a conspiracy.

Consuela was taken aback by his behavior. She couldn't believe that he would be so generous to donate such a large amount of money. If he really did so, then she would have forgiven him for what she had been forced to do.

But he didn't. Instead, he took revenge with all his strength.

He was even more miserly than a woman.

As she pondered over it, she kept scrolling through it. She didn't stop until she saw the P picture posted by the netizens named "Xiaoxi 666".

The phone in her hand suddenly dropped to the ground. The domestic machine was not easy to break, so the screen was still bright. That man's face in the screen faced towards her.

In the photo, Richie was wearing a formal handmade suit, looking like a business elite. His eyes narrowed, as if they were looking at each other.

She felt so terrified that she couldn't help but step back. She moved the quilt and fell down on the bed.

Right then, Consuela's phone rang, reminding her of the new message. Staring at the ceiling with widened eyes, Consuela's mind was in a turmoil.

Who would send her a message now?

She picked up the mobile phone from the floor, unlocked the simple screen lock, and directly saw the small message window. It was from the powerful "devil", Richie.

With a lingering fear, Consuela clicked on the message. It was simple and concise as if she had just thought of it and typed it out impatiently.

'Just stay in the villa. You don't need to do anything. If you need anything, just call Nancy and Emily.'

Staring at the message on the screen, she poked the screen with her finger. She thought that he was trying to dismiss her as a disabled person.

Although he had gone too far, he was endowed with the ability to do so.

The more she thought about it, the more distressed she felt. She knew that the age gap between them was not very big, but he had many powerful pursuers.

On the contrary, she was not only powerless, but also just had a pursuer who sent several love letters during her school period.

And the person she loved all the time was.... Forget it.

She got up and went downstairs to the kitchen. She found a bottle of yogurt with red dates. It seemed that the fridge was filled with the yogurt since she appeared.

"Mrs. Consuela, do you want to take a walk in the garden?" Emily came back and saw her standing in front of the fridge in a daze and thought she was bored.

But she did feel bored.

With a smile, Consuela turned her head and said, "No, thanks. I'll go upstairs and read books."

It was a full set of books of women's pregnancy and health care brought to her by that bastard Richie last time. They were all limited editions of golden. The rich people were so crazy about these books.

She walked back and forth in the villa, and she thought it was meaningless to walk in this area where surveillance cameras could be found.

Everything was monitored, as if living in a transparent glass world, where no privacy could be found.

"If you are tired, can I call a masseuse?"

For this obedient girl, Emily always took special care of her.