Chapter 231

“Good!” said Mark, nodding with a smile.
He then put on his gloves and carefully placed the item into the brocade box.
“I’ll see you out,” Eddie said to Angeline, who replied, “Alright!”
She took the brocade box from Mark and thanked him before walking out with Eddie.
Eddie added, “Now that you’re back in Krontos, you must visit and play a game of chess with me when you have the time! I can’t forget how you tricked me into the hospital with chess. It’s the reason I’m still alive today.”
“Well, it’s because you were willing to trust me.”
Eddie left only when he had escorted Angeline to the parking lot.
Angeline noticed Linda storm toward her after carefully placing the porcelain in the trunk and closing the door.
Ingrid chased behind her, shouting, “Linda, stop it!”
When Linda saw Angeline, she raised her hand, about to deliver a slap.
With an eyebrow raised, Angeline swiftly grabbed Linda’s wrist and slapped her across the face instead. She then kicked Linda in the torso, causing her to fall to the ground while clutching her stomach tightly. “How dare you bully people like this, Angeline?”
Angeline looked down at Linda condescendingly, retrieved a handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped her hands, replying, “Funny. I’m simply standing here minding my business, and you come over wanting to attack me without a word. Who’s the bully here?”
“Linda!” Ingrid screamed as she rushed to help her manager up.
“Did you tell Mr. Reynolds to stop doing business with us?” Linda questioned while pointing at Angeline.
“Did you sleep with Mr. Reynolds? Otherwise, why does he listen to everything you say?”
“Linda, stop talking nonsense!” said Ingrid from the side, her eyes red again.
“Angie, I apologize to you on behalf of Linda.”
Angeline looked at Linda with a cold smile before gazing at Ingrid. She then opened the car door, got in, and started the car.
At the sight of Linda, who was still angrily cursing her outside the window, and Ingrid, who was trying to stop Linda, Angeline rolled down the car window.
Linda glared at her with fury, her chest heaving violently.
“You were going to buy Mr. Reynolds porcelain to give to Mr Norwalk, right? Ingrid… Are you doing this for Ned or the Yates family?” Angeline asked from inside the car.
Ingrid’s face turned pale. Whenever Simon was mentioned, it felt like she had the Sword of Damocles hanging over her head.
Ingrid’s reaction incited a smile at the corner of Angeline’s lips. Angeline wore her sunglasses, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.
“What does this bitch mean?” Linda cursed, feeling a sense of dread.
“How does she know that Simon has returned to the country?”
“Oh no! Angie must be angry now. She will tell Simon that it wasn’t me who saved him back then, but her! If so, how will I help Ned or the Yates family now?”
Ingrid sobbed, her pupils trembling violently.
While squeezing Ingrid’s hand tightly, Linda assured, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll help you. Trust me!”
She then turned to look in the direction Angeline’s car had left and gritted her teeth.
“How dare she bully Ingrid and slap me? I’ll ensure she gets twice the pain!” she vowed inwardly.
“Let’s go first. Choosing a gift for Simon is time-sensitive,” said Linda, reaching back to help Ingrid, who was still crying, into the car.
After sending Ingrid back, Linda made a phone call downstairs.
“Hello, I need a favor. I’ll give you 500 thousand dollars first. I can pay you another one million dollars after you’ve completed the task,” she said while caressing the cheek Angeline had slapped earlier.
Her gaze was fierce. All these years, she had navigated the entertainment industry smoothly, and no one had dared to lay a hand on her.