Renewal Of Love

Chapter 45 It's Not About The Money

Alan looked up, hatred in his eyes. "What? You have a problem with this commission?"

The man raised his head slightly. The brim of his hat rode a little higher, so Alan could see more of his

face. What kind of face was it? The scars crisscrossing his dark face could only be described in terrible

terms.

It startled him, and he involuntarily took a step back.

The expression on his face changed slightly. He plucked up his courage and continued, "Well, I'll give

you fifty million after it's done."

"Mr. Alan, it's not about the money." Perhaps this man realized that his appearance had frightened

Alan. He immediately lowered his head and his voice was full of foreboding. "Kevin is a powerful man.

We wouldn't want to anger him."

Alan certainly understood their reason. He couldn't afford to offend Kevin, but he understood money

was often a powerful motivator.

"How about eighty million?" Alan impatiently took out a check from his pocket and handed it to the man,

"Here is fifty million. And another thirty million once your job is done."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alan. We can't take this contract. I think you need to find someone else." The man

lowered the brim of his hat and returned the documents in his hand to Alan, preparing to leave.

As soon as he lifted his foot, Alan spoke again.

"I think the media might be very interested in what you've done in the past. You have to understand—

I'm used to getting what I want."

A sinister smile appeared on Alan's face. Looking at the man's back, which was a little stiff, he

continued, "You don't want your family to know that, do you?"

The man didn't expect that Alan would do this. He was stunned. He turned his back to Alan. "You're

playing a dangerous game. What do you want?"

Normally, Alan would never threaten others like that, but he was determined to get justice. Anne really

pissed him off.

"I want her gone, but it needs to look like an accident. A car accident." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It would be best if he could kill Anne. If he couldn't, she deserved to be disabled, to suffer the way Ruth

did. As long as he could get justice for Ruth, Alan was willing to pay no matter how much money it took.

"A car accident?" The man's body trembled. "Do you want her dead?"

"At least disabled." Alan narrowed her eyes and said viciously, "I'll be satisfied if you arrange for a car

to hit her and cripple her."

The man lowered his head and kept silent for a long time.

"Well? I need at least a nod, and the fifty million is yours."

Alan approached the man and he seemed to move his head hesitantly. He tucked the check into the

assassin's pocket. "You've always been efficient. I'll wait for your report."

After saying that, Alan tidied up his clothes and left the rooftop.

It took the man a long time to raise his head and look in the direction Alan left. He took the check from

his pocket, looked at the numbers on it, and finally made up his mind.

In the Fu Family's Villa.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the familiar ceiling. Then he looked around and

found that it was all black and white.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

Well, it was much better to be in his own room than lying in the street.

He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was nine o'clock in the morning. How much did he

drink last night? How long did he sleep?

"Are you awake?"

Cherry entered the room and put the prepared sober-up soup aside. Seeing that Kevin was finally

awake, she felt relieved.

"Feeling any better?"

"How did I get back here? I don't remember much." Kevin thumped his head, trying to remember what

happened last night, but he only recalled that he went out drinking with Roy, and nothing else.

Cherry sat down on the sofa and glanced at the outside. "I took you home. How do you think you got

here?"

After saying that, she pouted and looked at him discontentedly.

Kevin was not in the mood to care about Cherry's moods. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon

as his feet hit the floor, he felt dizzy.

"Why don't you lie down a little longer?"

"Is Ruth awake?"

The two spoke almost at the same time. As soon as Kevin opened his mouth, Cherry's face

immediately changed. The first thing Kevin did when he woke up was to ask about Ruth.

She turned around and said angrily, "I don't know!"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?" Kevin frowned. Cherry seldom lost her temper.

Something was wrong.

"What do you think?" Cherry stood up and looked at Kevin, with tears in her eyes. "You were so drunk

last night you didn't know who I was when you saw me. I took care of you the whole night. You didn't

ask about me this morning, but the first name you mention is Ruth!"

How could Cherry not be angry? She stayed with Kevin last night until he fell asleep. She was so tired

—she was awake most of the night, worrying about him.

She came to see him bright and early, but he didn't care about her at all.

Kevin had changed a lot since Anne got pregnant. What annoyed her most was that he called out

Anne's name last night.

And Anne was the whole reason he was drinking!

All this was because of Anne, but she could not lose her temper at all. She could only endure it.

"I'm sorry." Kevin walked close to Cherry and took her hand. His angular face softened. "I haven't had a

whole lot of time for you recently, but you took care of me for so long last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised her hand and planted a gentle kiss on the back of it.

When Cherry saw Kevin's sweet demeanor, her anger evaporated.

Of course she knew what a woman should do at this time. As soon as Kevin let go of her hand, she

threw herself into his arms.

"Kevin, I don't think you love me as much as you used to."

"What makes you think that?"

He put his arms around Cherry's slender waist, but his mind was on Anne's expressionless face. He

didn't know how the woman was doing. He hadn't contacted her since he left the hospital that day.

He knew as long as Emily and Sam were there, there should be no problem.

So he didn't visit her.

"Well... You're not as warm as you used to be. You're less attentive, too."

She pushed him away, only to find that Kevin's eyes were unfocused and he hadn't listened to her.

She was very angry, but she could only say slowly, "I know you're upset about what happened on Ruth,

but could you also care about me?"

"Cherry, I have something I need to deal with. I'll be back tonight."

Then Kevin let go of Cherry's hands, walked to the two-meter-high wardrobe, took out a set of clothes

and was about to get changed.

He just woke up and was about to go out. Cherry was naturally unhappy. She followed him and asked,

"Where are you going?"

"You may go out first. I'll change my clothes." While unbuttoning his shirt, Kevin stood with his back to

her.

Cherry could tell he was impatient, so she gnashed her teeth and went out silently.

The last thing she wanted to do was to upset Kevin. Except acting like a spoiled brat, she never dared

to do anything else, not to mention getting angry.

It was ridiculous to think about it then.

In the ward of the hospital, Anne got the green light from doctors. They said she could get out of bed

that day. She was about to take a walk in the hospital garden. She wanted Emily along to help, which

surprised her friend.

A few days ago, she didn't want to go out, but lay on bed all the time, thinking about something.

She hadn't eaten much lately, and was so thin. Sam had been giving Anne an injection once a day by

then, but she couldn't keep doing that.

Emily decided to try her best to cheer Anne up.

The two of them came to the garden. The sun shone brightly. Bathed in sunlight, Anne finally felt warm.

"Anne, are you feeling better today?"

Emily held Anne's arm carefully, afraid that something bad might happen to her.

Anne shook her head, "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. It's a nice day out. You should go shopping."

It was not a good idea for Emily to be by her side 24/7. Emily should have a life of her own. But

because of her, Emily had been with her almost all the time, and even stayed overnight in the hospital.

This made Anne feel a little guilty.

"What's the fun of going shopping alone?" Saying this, Emily felt a little sad. She shook her head and

shoved these negative thoughts out of her mind. "By the way, I heard that the South Pole saw some

record temperatures yesterday. Those poor polar bears..."

As soon as Emily was done talking, Anne burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Emily wanted to change the topic, but she didn't expect that Anne would suddenly laugh. But when

Anne smiled, Emily felt that the whole world was sunny.

It took a long time for Anne to stop laughing enough to talk. She raised her hand and pointed at Emily's

forehead with her slender finger. "I think you're pulling my leg."

"Of course not!" Emily blinked her eyes and said, "It's true. I just watched the news yesterday!"

"Really?" "Polar bears live around the North Pole, and Penguins live around the South Pole." Anne

laughed.

She even made up her own fake news, and was tens of thousands of miles off.

"How could it be?" Emily frowned and said in disbelief, "Oh my God! Are there only penguins in the

South Pole? But I remember polar bears being photographed with penguins!"

"Well, you can go online and check for yourself!"

She was in a better mood all of a sudden. She really wanted to thank Emily for her good sense of

humor. Anne looked into the distance and saw many children in hospital clothes playing ball on the

green grass. They seemed to be very happy.

She walked towards that direction involuntarily. By the time Emily realized what had happened, Anne

had gotten quite far.

Emily rushed over and shouted, "Wait for me, Anne!"