Chapter 1291


    Carme didn’t respond


    Victor pressed on, “You mentioned asking Yulia for money, then disappeared. Thought you could dodge


    me? I can easily reach out to the Macin family, you know.”


    Carme responded sharply. “What are you after? If you annoy the Macins and they decide I’m no


    longer wee, how will you get your money then?” Pausing briefly, Victor smirked, “Stop pretending.


    The Macins are clearly fond of you. They won’t throw you out.”


    Carme countered. “Being liked isn’t the same as being family. If I cross a line, they might push me


    away. Look at Estelle in your home isn’t she treated poorly by your own parents?”


    With a sly grin, Victor said, “But that’s the thing you aren’t truly one of the Macins. We, however, are


    blood. Hand over their money, and all will be settled.” Carme rolled her eyes, “Give it to you? They’re


    even cautious about me, how am I supposed to give it to you?”


    “I’m sure you’ll figure something out” Victor coaxed, “You need to get a handle on the Macin’s


    money. I can help. We’re the real family here.”


    Carme thought for a moment, then slowly said, “I know what to do, but you mustn’t go to the


    Macin family, or we’ll end up with nothing”


    “I won’t go, but I’m in dire need of cash now. Give me thirty grand and I won’t bother you!”


    Carme scoffed, “Where do you suppose I get thirty grand from?”


    “If you don’t give it to me, I have to keep calling you! Victor said shamelessly


    Carme turned pale with anger, grinding her teeth, “I only have ten grand!”


    “That’ll do!” Victor said, satisfied. “Now transfer it to me.”


    Carme hung up, swallowing her resentment and transferred the money to Victor


    Despite her hatred for Victor, his words today were a wake-up call. She needs to get her hands on the


    Macin’s money as soon as possible. So even if Bet and Simone stop liking her, she won’t give a


    damn.


    Estelle and Jonathan spent the afternoon ying tennis with Henson at the sports center.


    Not exactly the weekend Jonathan had in mind. When Henson went to the restroom, Jonathan opened


    a water bottle for Estelle, “Let’s stop ying, drop Henson off and head home.”


    “Im free this afternoon, and what about you?” Estelle took a big gulp of water, her eyes sparkling, and


    lips moist.


    Jonathan’s gaze on Estelle was intense, his eyes reflecting disappointment. “You promised this


    weekend would be ours,” he reminded.


    Estelle responded with a light smile, “Aren’t we together right now?”


    With a longing in his voice, Jonathan drew her close by the waist, “I wanted us to be alone.”


    Quickly removing his hand, Estelle nced nervously around, wary of Henson noticing. “Don’t let


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    Henson catch that. He might feel left out, and we wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings.”


    Jonathan was silent but his thoughts were loud. He really didn’t care for Henson. Henson wasn’t


    delicate; it was Jonathan who craved her focus.


    When Henson returned from the restroom, Estelle handed Jonathan a water bottle before heading back


    to the court. Jonathan drank deeply, but the cold water did little to quell his rising emotions.