Chapter 194 Such A Fickle Man


    Chapter 194 Such A Fickle Man


    He was practically a devil who didn''t acknowledge his kin, but on second thought, since he could still talk about this with her, didn''t that mean she’s


    still quite important to him?


    Having her be part of such an important n. after all, they were siblings, different from those outsiders.


    Thinking this way, Ruby''s tense body also gradually rxed.


    "Brother, what if something goes wrong?”


    Francis said, "If something happens, won''t I still be there? Do you think I would risk myself?"


    "Moreover, our urgent priority now is to plug the hole Johnson has poked. If we can''t, how can we exin it to father, right?"


    "The best way, actually, is to make sure that he has no say, and that solves the Johnson issue, doesn''t it?"


    Hearing this, each word struck Ruby''s pain points, and her frown gradually smoothed out.


    She pondered for a long time before finally making up her mind, “Okay, since you said so, then I''m reassured. After all, you''ve got my back. You tell


    me what to do. I''ll listen to you.”


    Francis looked at her with deep meaning, not in a hurry. He stood up, hands in his pockets, "Wait for my message, and just remember, you can''t tell


    anyone about this, including Johnson."


    "Ok, I know.”


    Francis dropped this line and turned to leave the café.


    Ruby sat there, her mood unable to calm down for a long time. She even felt that her ten percent of the shares were nothing at all


    She grabbed the coffee on the table and drank it all in one gulp, finally calming herself down a bit.


    Francis returned to the vi.


    Lilian was sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, watching TV. Today, she had been obedient, not going out nor contacting anyone.


    Francis walked over and sat down beside her.


    Lilian came back to her senses and turned her head to look at him.


    "Have you had meal?” he asked.


    Lilian shook her head.


    "Let''s go, I''ll take you out for dinner." He lifted his hand and rubbed her head as if nothing had happened.


    This man was always so fickle.


    Lilian stared at him for a long while before nodding and standing up to go upstairs to change clothes.


    She put on a red coat and jeans, with a gray-blue turtleneck sweater underneath to cover the marks on her neck.


    Francis drove her to the restaurant where he had stood her upst time.


    Looking at-the familiar ce, Lilian.


    could only remember how she had


    waitechhere for five hours. Withrthe


    most familiar stranger, she felt


    nothing romantic.


    -


    Francis didn''t ask her what she wanted to eat, but he ordered a series of dishes that happened to be her favorites to make.


    Lilian couldn''t help but look up at him


    Today, he also wore a brown turtleneck sweater that tightly covered his neck, with arge ck coat on the outside.


    Simr to Wearing a suit, such attire.


    was still cold and indifferent. = =


    Although it was just an appearance,


    it was enough to deceive these who


    were not familiar with him.


    ~


    He focused on looking at the menu, the ambient lighting casting upon him, highlighting his features like a painting. surreal as if not a real person


    "Stretch out your hand," Francis suddenly said.


    Lilian cameback to her senses,


    hesitatedtfor a moment, and slowly


    stretched out her hand. The marks


    from_being tied upst time were


    OY . .


    not yet fully healed, leaving acircle


    of-ted traces still conspicuous.


    And when she rolled up her sleeves. there were bruises on her arm from his pinchst night.


    Francis stared at her arm, silent for a good while, before taking out a red box from his embrace.


    Lilian stared straight at the box, her breathing suddenly became a bit unsteady.


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