Chapter <b>422 </b>Trouble from All Sides
Eliza was on the verge of losing it.
Sure, she liked the idea of having a mother who was fabulously wealthy, but she never <b>imagined </b>shed have to dig through this many lists just to find a single ring.
She didn’t even know what the ring looked like.
Matteo flipped through the photos and said, “These rings are valuable, but I don’t think any of them <b>are </b>
after.”
important enough for Mr. Felix to
“That’s what I thought too. Mr. Felix has more wealth than he could ever spend. Why would he care <b>about </b>one tiny ring?”
But she couldn’t think of any other exp
Matteo tossed the phone back to her. “If you don’t know, then ask someone who does.”
“Ask who? Mr. Felix?”
“Is there a problem?”
“That old man is bad news. I’m not going.”
“How old are you, still throwing tantrums like a kid?”
“I’m neen.”
When she said that, Matteo visibly froze for a second.
After spending so much time with her, he had stopped seeing Eliza as a neen–year–old girl.
Because she didn’t act like one.
Matteo said, “If you won’t ask, then I will.”
That was exactly what Eliza had been waiting to hear.
“Then I’ll leave it to you, Mr. Song.”
She started making herselffortable.
But Matteo said, “I’m not done talking.”
“What else is there to say?”
“I’m doing you a favor. Shouldn’t you show a little gratitude?”
“We’re already close enough. There’s no need-”
“One thing has nothing to do with the other.”
Matteo cut her off. “You owe me one. I’ll remember it.”
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With that, Matteo turned and walked out of the
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Watching <b>his </b><b>retreating </b>back, <b>Eliza </b>muttered under her breath<b>, </b><b>“</b>Bloodsucker, Damn Joan char
ine had been waiting outside the hotel <b>the </b>whole time.
About half an hourter. Matteo came downstairs.
ine blocked his path. “Well, well, Mr. Matteo and Eliza go way back, huh? So were you <b>two </b><b>already </b>close or is there something secret going on between you?”
She had already noticed Matteo didn’t bring anyone from the Hartwell family this time. No <b>bodyguards </b>either.
Clearly, he didn’t want anyone to know he was with Eliza.
Matteo nced at her and said, “Still haven’t learned your lesson, huh? Want me to help you remember?
Seeing he meant business, ine quickly blurted, “Before you do anything, Mr. Matteo, maybe think <b>it </b>through–I’m Tyson’s fiancée now! I heard the Hartwell family and Tyson are pretty close. <b>If </b>you <by </b><b>a </b><b>hand </b>on me, Tyson won’t let you off easy.”
Matteo found her wordsughable. “I seem to recall not too long ago, Ms. ine was swearing she’d never marry anyone but Nn. And now, suddenly you’re engaged to Nn’s uncle. That’s quite the move. I don’t know what to say.”
ine could hear the sarcasm in his voice and wanted to shoot back–but found she had nothing to <b>say</b>.
Matteo continued, “Sure, I might not be able to touch you openly. But behind closed doors? You’re still amb waiting for ughter. Don’t forget that, Ms. ine.”
His eyes were cold, chilling even. One look was enough to leave ine speechless.
Then Matteo turned and walked away from the Westbrook Grand Hotel without looking back.
ine didn’t realize until afterward that her legs were unsteady.
Just a foster son of the Hartwell family, and he dared act so arrogant in front of her.
The more she thought about it, the tighter she clenched her fists.
She wasn’t about to let Matteo and Eliza get away with anything.
ine sent the photos she’d taken to the inte.
She didn’t care at all about Matteo’s threats.
After all, she was Tyson’s fiancée now. No one could touch her.
Thinking that, she felt even bolder.
She even contacted a reporter she knew, hoping to spread the gossip and ruin Eliza and Matteo’s reputations by the end of the day!
Meanwhile-
Eliza had no interest in going back to her own apartment. Since Matteo had generously gotten <b>her </b>a presidential suite…
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She figured she might as well enjoy it.
It wasn’t her money anyway, so spending it didn’t hurts
With that thought, sheid down on the bed without a care.
Half–asleep, she vaguely heard a knock at the door.
She crawled out of bed and opened it–only to find Nn standing there.
She froze. “What are you doing here?”
She hadn’t told Nn she was staying here.
Nn nced into the room, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.
“What are you looking at?”
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