Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Taking Oneself Too Seriously
Yuna Hughes briefly spoke to the person on the phone. Seeing the other party hesitating and seemingly unwilling to cooperate, she could only mention Master Elaine.
Sure enough, as soon as she said that, the person on the other end immediately agreed.
"If this matter is successfully handled, I definitely won’t treat you unfairly." She proudly raised her chin, as what the other party wanted happened to be what she had.
"You better keep your promises." The man snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
Putting down the phone, Yuna scoffed coldly, "Nora Northwood, oh Nora Northwood, you can only blame yourself for having too many enemies."
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Knowing the value of the hairpin, Nora Northwood was cautious wherever she went.
Returning home at night, she took the brocade box out and placed it in the living room, thinking of finding an opportunity to return it to Vincent Morgan the next day.
Just then, Jasper Sinclair came back from outside, and sneered when he saw the items on the table.
"I never thought anyone would be willing to part with something like this."
His sarcastic words slipped out unconsciously.
Actually, he was just upset. He initially wanted to say that such ornaments are simply not wearable, so how could anyone consider giving them as an apology gift.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, it turned out like this, he didn’t know what happened. Maybe he was jealous of Vincent Morgan.
He had personally watched Vincent Morgan make the last unexhibited item his with a high price.
Something worth fifty thousand ended up being bought for two hundred thousand, yet this hairpin appeared in his home next.
If Vincent Morgan truly had no feelings for her, Jasper couldn’t believe it at all.
But after saying that, Nora’s face instantly turned pale.
"Yes, I am not worthy of this hairpin. Perhaps in Mr. Sinclair’s eyes, I am just a clown."
"I don’t know what’s wrong with me that has made Mr. Sinclair despise me so much. I’ve thought it over. Previously, it was my arrogance, foolishly imagining spending the rest of my life with Mr. Sinclair. But now I understand, we’re ultimately not people of the same world. Rest assured, after repaying the money, I’ll leave immediately, without holding you back."
As she spoke, tears streamed down, making Jasper Sinclair feel extremely heartbroken.
"Don’t cry, don’t cry, that’s not what I meant." He tried to explain, but at this point, Nora didn’t want to listen to anything.
When she lifted her head again, the indifference in her eyes couldn’t be ignored.
"I know you’re only with me because your grandmother forced you. I’ll help you calm her down. I’m not forcing Mr. Sinclair not to pursue the one he loves, so let’s just peacefully spend these three years."
Nora took a deep breath, making her intentions clear.
Since neither of them liked the other, why continue to be a burden?
She thought that her understanding would definitely make Mr. Sinclair breathe easier, perhaps even happy.
But raising her head only to see his expression was terribly ugly.
"What do you mean by this? Do you think I need you to deal with my grandmother?" His eyes seemed to be glazed with frost: "Nora Northwood, you’re taking yourself too seriously."
With a cold laugh, Jasper Sinclair didn’t say anything more and directly left, not mentioning where he was going, and Nora didn’t ask.
In the days that followed, the two began living in a cold war.
Jasper Sinclair no longer returned home for dinner at night, and Nora didn’t probe further.
It was like an apartment with two flatmates, neither disturbing the other.
Of course, this was only on the surface; in reality, Jasper Sinclair constantly monitored Nora’s situation.
That day, as usual, she took a car home.
Having just gotten out of the car and preparing to enter the community, a black sedan suddenly stopped by the roadside, making her quicken her pace with alertness.
A bit further, and she would’ve reached the surveillance area, but unfortunately, she was still a step too slow.