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The Woman From Hell

Chapter 769
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Chapter 769 "No way." I snorted coldly. "If you don't work, then I would have to earn money to support you." Although I had savings, it was not enough to sustain m e for the rest of my life.

If Theo stopped working, then I would have to work a nine to five job. It would be difficult to sustain a family. However, was I too heartless to think so? Theo touched my nose. "You heartless little thing. From what you're saying, you'll ditchif I stop working, huh?" I faked a smile. "Why would I?" Theo pinched my cheeks furiously. "Don't worry about all these unrelated things. I've earned enough money over the years, so even if Grant Corporation goes broke, I'll still have enough money for you to squander away for the rest of your life. You shouldn't worry about what to do when there's no more money, but instead, you should worry about how you're going to spend all of my money." See that? A rich person would sound extremely unrestrained when he spoke.

The day passed peacefully and comfortably. I really enjoyed the twith my family. I wanted to spend every single day quietly and mediocrely.

It was precisely of this beauty that weekends seemed to go by very quickly.

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It was considered a luxury for Theo to work from hfor a day on the weekend. He got up very early the next day to go to work.

After Keith sent Munchkin to the kindergarten, I was the only one left at home.

After breakfast, I read a book in the study for a while and would not stop picturing the twe spent as a family in the study room yesterday, which made it hard forto stay any longer in the study.

Cassey happened to givea call at this moment and invitedto go shopping with her, so I changed my clothes and went out.

I did not drive. The driver tookto the largest shopping mall in the city center.

Cassey stood at the entrance of the mall, dressed youthfully and beautifully. She was carrying two beautifully packaged pastry boxes, attracting the attention of many men.

I got out of the car and walked over. I said with a smile, "How is Professor Caleb okay with you coming out dressed like this?" She sneered and shoved one of the pastry boxes into my arms while responding nonchalantly, "What about you? Why are you dressed up in such an old-fashioned way? Is Mr. Grant going broke?" After a pause, she said in exasperation, "Say, you're such a stunner. If you could just dress up prettier, you'll definitely dazzle everyone. So why are you wasting your beauty?" I smiled slightly. "Being too flashy can attract unnecessary trouble." After all, I had made it twice to the top trending hashtags previously and a lot of people had seen my photos. If I dressed up even slightly, it was hard not to be recognized by others. If someone took a photo ofin secret, then it would spell trouble.

She seemed to have understood as well and nodded, not saying further.

There were people coming and going in the mall. The place was bustling with energy, which I did not really like. After spending talone for an extended period of time, I actually found such noise slightly unbearable.

Cassey was a woman who enjoyed shopping very much, especially when it cto jewelry shopping. She would walk into every jewelry shop and purchase the jewelry she liked.

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After making payment and walking out of the shop, she would often smile like a child.

Her cheerful expression would remindof Cecilia. Like Casey, she would feel particularly happy when she tasted good food or bought the things she liked.

Ssaid that birds of a feather flocked together.

Cecilia grew up withand we relied on each other and shared wasom hardships together. That was why even if our personalities were different, we could still be very good friends. Though strangely, how did Cassey and I end up becoming friends? Was it purely because her personality resembled Cecilia in sways?

Seeing that I was daydreaming, Cassey nudgedwith her amm "Hurry up and take a look at this for me. Which one of these two look better?"

The clubhouse under her nalone had a profit of six figures per day, yet she was struggling with which of the two necklaces to choose? I pursed my lips, "Buy them all." X