Chapter 1142: Chapter 1142: Go Ahead, State Your Terms
Alice Green’s smile became stiff once again: "Matthew, in your heart, am I just a woman who only seeks profit?"
"What else could it be?" He didn’t give her any face, his sarcasm flowing one sentence after another, "Miss Green, do you really just want to have a meal with me and reminisce about old times?"
"If that’s the case, I’m happy to oblige. After all, if a meal can bring me an important piece of news, I wouldn’t lose a thing."
"Matthew, don’t be like this..."
"Miss Green, our relationship isn’t close enough for you to call me by my first name directly. Please show some respect and be mindful of your address."
Alice Green bit her lip tightly, her eyes welled with mist, her eye sockets suddenly reddened, tears swirling in her eyes, spinning round and round but never falling."
This look of wanting to cry but holding back was most endearing; if ten men saw it, nine of them would feel pity and compassion.
But Matthew Saxon was an exception.
He just looked at her coldly, his eyes devoid of any warmth, his gaze colder than the Arctic ice: "Miss Green, why act as if you’re wronged? Those who don’t know might think I’m bullying you. If there’s something to say, let’s say it directly, why take so many detours? I’m someone who dislikes beating around the bush the most."
"Speak, name your terms. What do you want to get from me?"
He knew this woman he had nurtured all too well.
From the first time he saw her in Darknight City, he saw calculation and cunning in her eyes.
He had long known that Alice Green was not as weak and innocent as she appeared on the surface; everything she showed outwardly was just her disguise.
The real Alice Green was never a pure, kind, weak woman who only got bullied; a woman who could stay in Darknight City for years and still maintain her innocence could not be as simple as she appeared.
A place like Darknight City, any slightly attractive woman who entered would be devoured to the bone within a week.
But Alice Green was an exception.
When he took her out of Darknight City, he had someone investigate her.
Yet, although he knew she wasn’t as simple and innocent as she looked, he still took her away.
The reason was only because she reminded him of Little Tail, the one he couldn’t protect, who was swept away by the sea under his watch.
He couldn’t protect his Little Tail, so he wanted to protect Alice Green.
Three years of protection and nurturing, what he gave her was not a little, but definitely not a lot; he didn’t expect anything in return, but he never thought he would face betrayal.
At this moment, the woman sitting opposite him looked pitiful and innocent, but a flash of cunning still gleamed in her tearful eyes.
Matthew Saxon did not overlook this.
He rested his hands on the table, his thin lips curved slightly, his eyes able to pierce through everything looked at her sharply, coldly laughing, "State your conditions. This time, what do you want to get from me again?"
With things said to this point, Alice Green couldn’t maintain her act anymore.
The tears swirling in her eyes immediately stopped, and she put away her pitiful and aggrieved expression, her red lips lifted slightly, her eyes carrying a touch of wistfulness and loss, she sighed lightly, speaking in a very desolate tone: "Matthew, it seems we really can’t go back anymore. Actually, I quite regret it; those years, you were really good to me, so good that I thought you really fell in love with me."
