Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 15: A Woman’s Beauty Is a Double-Edged Sword

Chapter 15: Chapter 15: A Woman’s Beauty Is a Double-Edged Sword

I have already signed an agreement with Oliver Turner.

From now on, Oliver Turner will do his utmost to help the Townsend Family.

Now I’m giving you two choices.

First, take this fifty million to squander for a year, and from then on, cut all ties with me. I won’t care about your life or death anymore.

Second, hand over this fifty million, listen to Oliver Turner’s advice, and revive the Townsend Family business. You continue being Director Townsend and spend as you like."

"Oliver Turner? Isn’t he Hunter Warren’s arch-enemy?

Why would he sign an agreement to help us?"

"That’s not for you to worry about." Faye Townsend’s face was cold: "Make a decision now."

Richard Townsend’s eyes shifted slightly as he stood up and circled around her.

"Oh, I get it.

Faye, I understand everything. Oliver Turner is interested in you, isn’t he?

My dear sister, not bad, a divorced woman still has such charm.

No wonder dad often says a woman’s beauty is a double-edged sword; he’s absolutely right."

"Shut up, what are you going to choose?"

Richard Townsend turned and went into the study: "Now that you have said that, I feel relieved. I choose the second option."

He went inside, took out the check, and handed it to Faye: "Hurry up, I can’t wait too long."

Faye snatched the check from him, gave him a cold stare, and turned to leave.

She glanced down at the signature on the check, Hunter Warren, those three bold, flamboyant characters, as free-spirited as he was.

Even now, just seeing those three characters made her heart race uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes and exhaled to forcefully control her thoughts and not think of him.

She took a taxi back to the Warren Family’s traditional villa community.

This place where she had lived for three years, only a few days passed, yet it already felt so unfamiliar.

She stepped forward to press the doorbell.

Soon, the door opened, and she stepped inside.

Hunter Warren, leisurely with his arms stretched out and legs crossed, was sitting on the sofa.

He looked her up and down as Faye, full of momentum, stood there glaring at him.

"Impressive, Faye, quicker than I thought."

Faye was speechless and chuckled bitterly; so it turned out she’d been played.

Indeed, for someone as scheming as Hunter Warren, manipulating someone as foolish as her was a piece of cake.

She stepped forward and directly tossed the check in front of him.

"Take back the money you gave to this beggar.

I’d rather beg on the streets than accept your help."

"So, the proud way you thought to save yourself is by seeking Oliver Turner’s help?

Let me tell you, Faye Townsend, anyone else would do, but not Oliver Turner.

You’d better listen to me, or else... you’ll regret it in the future."

She sneered: "Do you still think you have the right or position to dictate to me?

Don’t forget, we’re already divorced."

He raised his hand and ominously gripped her chin: "Then you better remember well.

The divorce agreement is still in my hands.

You haven’t gotten the divorce certificate, have you?"

She shook his hand off: "Then let’s see who can endure the longest between me and Zenia Yates."

She proudly looked at him and smiled.

Her eyes were full of mockery.

Hunter Warren gritted his teeth; this woman always managed to easily infuriate him.

Just as before, and even now.

"Faye Townsend, do you hate me?

Let me tell you, don’t think I failed you. I never loved you in the first place."

Faye’s heart shrank suddenly, the pain almost tearing inside her.

This was the truth, she knew it, but hearing him say it still pained her heart.