Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

His expression hardened again, and Louis, frustrated by Matthew’s silence, stepped forward and grabbed his collar. Matthew’s bodyguards moved to intervene, sensing a threat, but he raised his hand to stop them. The mention of Angel represented a debt he owed to the Santos family. Matthew could justify himself to anyone but Angel. Yet, as he stared at Matthew’s consistently cold demeanor, Louis hesitated, his fist raised but never falling.

Matthew raised his gaze slightly. “How has she been lately?”

“You don’t deserve to ask,” Louis spat out in frustration, forcefully pushing Matthew away. He sneered. “Mr. Grant, with your vast power and influence, checking on Angel’s recent status should be effortless for you! You’ve ignored her for all these years, so why pretend to care now? You’ll never make it up to Angell With that, Louis turned away, got into his car, and drove off without looking back.

Louis had been gone for a while before Matthew slowly got into his car, his dark eyes shadowed with complexity. He opened his phone solemnly and accessed a particular message containing a photo. It was the picture he had received last night when Aiden was dropped off at his doorstep. In the photo, the woman had striking eyes, a lovely smile, and a distinctive mole at the corner of her eye. Her long, curly hair framed her face charmingly and freshly, and a gentle smile adorned her delicate features. Her skin appeared delicate, almost translucent, and her clear eyes seemed to see through people while hinting at a fragile vulnerability in her expression.

Matthew’s expression was complicated. It was for the Noria Group’s top–tier entertainment project, and the directors were currently selecting the most suitable candidates. He never expected Angel to be chosen. After three years, she was finally returning home. He furrowed his brow slightly, his slender fingers gliding across the screen as he deleted the photo and closed his phone.

Katherine arrived at the luxury car dealership right on time. When Katherine honked the horn, Valerie had just finished work and was heading out to her scooter.

“Katherine?” Valerie exclaimed in surprise. “You’re here. Why didn’t you call me first?”

“Oh, come on! If I called you first, there wouldn’t be any surprise. Get in the car, I’m taking you for a ride today,” Katherine waved Valerie over to get in. She had asked Valerie and Julian to help her plan the shop, and since she was asking for their help, she naturally had to show some sincerity. Katherine had also bought plenty of snacks and hot chocolate in the car, ensuring everything was ready. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Valerie couldn’t help but be amusedy Katherine’s sweet smile. She greeted her warmly but couldn’t help feeling concerned as she looked at the flashy pink Maserati. Parking this car here night spark new rumors about her in the shop tomorrow. In reality, it was likely to happen. There weren’t many customers in the shop after work, and several employees were now peering at them from near the glass doors.

“Wow, a pink Maserati! That’s my ultimate life goal!”

“It looks like Valerie’s friend is indeed from the Santos Group! I beard the Santos Group has three daughters. I wonder which one her friend is?”

“Whoever she is, having such a wealthy friend is already envy–inducing. But come to think of it, I remember reading online that Valerie came from a rural background and made it on her own in Kranson City. How did she come to know so many wealthy people?”

There were always gossipers around, and previously, many people had already been looking unfavorably at Valerie. Now,

for earning they couldn’t resist whispering negative things about her. However, what was different this time was that while no one had spoken up for Valerie before, in those days, some people could deeply relate to her statement that “work is just money.” They felt fed up with those who deliberately smeared others out of jealousy.

“Being beautiful and capable, of course, makes for a great social media circle. Why is it so hard to acknowledge someone’s excellence?”

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“Don’t spend all day talking behind someone’s back. If you envy her for knowing wealthy people, why not go out and make some connections yourself? Or are you just bitter because no one pays attention to you?”

The previous group gathered to criticize Valerie suddenly felt stung and dared not say another word. Valerie, unaware of the commotion she had caused at the dealership, got into a small argument because of her. Even if she had known, she wouldn’t have been intimidated. She believed she was in the right and held her ground. Let others say what they want–if they didn’t like her, they could leave.

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