“No!” Christopher shook his head, his eyes glinted. “I’m just a little taken aback. Even though I have given you so much money, Mr. Goldstein is still concerned about you and fears that you don’t have enough money to spend. I mean, he even gave you such a significant dowry – isn’t he afraid that I might just keep your dowry to myself?”
“Will you do that?” I teased him. Since I was not facing him, I was unaware of Christopher’s upset reaction upon reading about the shareholding.
“This is entirely possible. I’ve recently decided to expand a few projects. So why don’t you transfer your shares to me and I’ll combine our shares to make a bigger profit? What do you think?”
“Huh?” I turned around to look at Christopher and asked, “Do you really want to do that?”
“Of course! Do you find it upsetting that I want to take your shares?” Christopher pretended to be in pain and sprawled on the table. He then said, “Poor me! My shares are gone and I’m trying to borrow money from my Honey, only to be turned down. So, what should I do next? I can’t stand it anymore; I’m going to jump into the river!”
“Remember to bring me with you when you jump. Tell your beautiful assistant to draw up a document, and I’ll sign it for you later,” I said while lightly tapping Christopher’s shoulder.
Obviously, I did not believe that Christopher would take possession of my assets. However, since Christopher stated he wanted it, I would simply give it to him. The naive me would not have an idea what was going on with these projects.
I then went to the office of Lane Corporation and completed all of the relevant procedures and formalities. I was not hesitant at all when it came to the signing. “If my dad wants to see me in the future, I’ll tell him to contact you directly.”
To avoid unnecessary trouble, it is best not to tell Mark about it. At that time, I had no idea about Mark’s purpose in giving me these documents.
After a long time, when everything had happened, I realized it was all a scam and Christopher was the ultimate target. Perhaps no one would expect me to so easily hand over to Christopher something worth more than a billion.
I was feeling grateful at the time. I loved Christopher, and he also loved me. We trusted each other, and even if some bad things happened along the way, we would still have faith in each other. That was why we could get through our crisis.
I checked my phone but did not see anyone sending me a text message. The only message I had received was from Remington, who was urging me to finish the painting quickly. He asked me to stay focused on my current task instead of chatting with Christopher all the time.
I replied coldly to him: Mr. Artist, you do not understand the world of love. You should look for someone to share your artistic world with. If you don’t, you’ll be lonely when you get older, and no one will be by your side to appreciate your artwork.
As soon as Remington saw my message, he replied: Even if you’re having a great time with your partner, you still need to finish your artwork. Aside from that, please tell Crystal to bring her artwork to me as soon as possible. I’m not just going to sit here and wait for her.
When I saw his message, I realized Remington was possibly aware of Crystal getting closer to my mom. After all, Avenport was only a small city and Remington’s clients were rich and prestigious. It was only normal for him to know about it.
I let out a sigh. The thought of having to find Crystal for such things made me feel very uneasy. I must have owed Crystal in my previous life. Perhaps I was the one who took her life. Otherwise, why does she keep bullying me in this lifetime?
When I returned to the Goldstein residence, the housekeepers were concerned about me and asked where I had gone the night before. In contrast, my mom did not say anything when I did not return home last night. I was befuddled.
If she became overly concerned about me, I was afraid she would keep asking me about Christopher. If she did not appear to be worried about me, I would think she was so preoccupied with Crystal that she no longer cared about her biological daughter.
Perhaps this was a fundamental bad habit, but I still believed that the main reason I became like this was that the person who was always by my mother’s side was Crystal.
