Monique was just Henry’s lover, it did not matter if he believed her.
He could give her to someone else whenever he pleased without any reason.
That was why Monique did not bother why Henry mentioned Star River Residence. She had no idea what he was up to, but it was none of her concern.
She was just a speck of dust in his hand. He would let her go one day and that would be when she regained her freedom.
It was just a matter of time, and she was willing to wait.
She kept quiet while she watched the passing scenery through the car window. He was also silent, his eyes half-closed.
The car parked in front of Star River Residence.
It was an upper-class residential area in a serene and secluded area located in the middle of the bustling city.
It also had beautiful landscaping. Henry walked in with Monique following right behind him.
The lift stopped at the eighth floor. Henry opened the door and Monique entered after him.
The interior decoration was very luxurious. Monique was unsurprised because she had expected it. Besides, it was none of her business.
She just wanted to live a peaceful life with Angel. They did not belong to this place.
Henry slipped onto the couch lazily while Monique stood aside. “What do you feel like drinking? I’ll make it for you.”
Henry lowered his eyes slightly. She had already played her part at the function, yet she was acting all submissive and distant all of a sudden.
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