Conquest Game: The Aloof Husband is Dangerous!-Chapter 157 - 147: Who Are You to Judge Me?

Theodore White seemed accustomed to Nina Pierce’s cold indifference, "Toby, let’s sit over there."

Toby North originally wanted to say something but held back. Boss White’s sudden departure back then indeed caused great harm to the young girl; he had heard quite a bit of gossip at school...

From the perspective of his junior, it was indeed Boss White who hurt her, sigh...

Theodore White and Toby North sat nearby, and Nina Pierce immediately lost the mood to eat and chat, unconsciously picking up her glass to drink one cup after another...

Laura Quincy couldn’t stop her, glancing up at the sparse snowflakes outside, "Nina, let’s go back!"

Nina Pierce was already tipsy; she also knew that if she kept drinking, she would certainly get drunk. Falling over drunk in front of a certain scumbag would only invite mockery...

"Okay."

As she got ready to stand up, her coat got caught on the chair, nearly causing her to fall.

Theodore White, sitting beside them, quickly reached out to steady her, his voice gentle and full of concern, "Be careful."

Nina Pierce shook his hand off fiercely as if she had touched something sharp, "I don’t need your help!"

Theodore White, somewhat helpless, released her. As a result, the tipsy Nina Pierce lost her balance and was about to fall...

Theodore White hurriedly supported her, now not just holding her by the hand but ambiguously wrapping his arm around her waist...

Their posture became more intimate as a result...

Laura Quincy stood by, rubbing her forehead, unable to help.

Toby North watched this scene, feeling that his friend and his junior might still have a chance...

Theodore White helped Nina Pierce stand up straight, "It’s not good for girls to drink too much."

Nina Pierce retorted coldly, "Who are you to me? What right do you have to criticize me?"

Then, she pulled Laura Quincy along and left quickly. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Toby North nudged him with his elbow, "Still have lingering feelings for your junior?"

Theodore White lowered his head, trying to suppress the emotions about to overflow, "I owe her."

After saying that, he took a quiet sip of his beer.

Toby North refilled his glass, "Honestly, after you left back then, she did face a long period of gossip and rumors, which is quite a torment for a girl."

Theodore White said nothing, complex emotions swirling in his eyes. Back then...

He took another sip of his beer, unsure of where to start or how to make Nina Pierce forgive him...

Once outside the barbecue restaurant, Nina Pierce’s steps became unsteady. Earlier, in front of the scumbag, she pretended to be strong, but now on the main road, she no longer needed to pretend...

Laura Quincy looked at her friend with concern, "Nina, are you okay?"

Nina Pierce shook her head, "I’m fine. Working at the same hospital, seeing each other frequently, I’ve gotten used to it."

Laura Quincy sighed; working at the same hospital as her scummy ex-boyfriend must indeed be tormenting...

Sigh...

Stella Jennings had just returned home when she received a call from the private investigator, "Did you manage to get a frontal photo of the little boy?"

The person on the other end sounded downcast, "No, our team was stationed outside the station, but oddly, the only ones who came out were Laura Quincy and her colleague; the boy was nowhere to be seen."

"What? How could that be? How can a little boy just disappear into thin air? Are you giving me this lame excuse because you failed to get a proper photo?"

Stella Jennings responded with displeasure. Without a photo of the boy, how could she confirm anything?

"Miss Jennings, we really tried our best."

"These are just excuses you make for being ineffective!"

"Miss Jennings, although we didn’t get a photo of the boy, we did find something else you might be very interested in, a small token of our effort."

"Spit it out!" Stella Jennings was a bit impatient.

The person hesitated a moment, "Miss Quincy was dining at The Serenity Hotel tonight, and our team happened to spot Fourth Young Master’s car parked in the hotel’s parking lot."

Stella Jennings raised her voice in disbelief, "Did you get any photos of them together?"

The person shook their head, "No, we just incidentally photographed Fourth Young Master’s car."

Stella Jennings clenched her fists, Could it be that Laura Quincy came back this time for secret rendezvous with Jason Hawthorne?

"This message is indeed significant. Did you manage to get any photos of them leaving together or Laura getting into Jason’s car?"

"No, Laura took a cab by herself and left."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Keep trailing Laura Quincy, and report any useful information to me immediately."

"We can’t follow Fourth Young Master too closely; it might blow our cover."

"I know, you just need to be responsible for following Laura Quincy."

"Understood."

In the morning, Laura Quincy specially went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge and steamed some small buns. There were also some bagged pickles left in the fridge, perfect for breakfast.

Nina Pierce rubbed her slightly heavy head, wearing slippers as she walked out of the bedroom, "Laura, you’re becoming more and more domesticated, getting up early to make breakfast. I can already smell the millet porridge!"

Laura Quincy brought the served porridge to the table outside, "You drank too much last night, you need some porridge to soothe your stomach."

Nina Pierce scratched her head, "Was I drunk last night?"

Laura Quincy gave her a glance, "Did you forget what happened last night?"

Nina Pierce blinked in confusion, "Did something happen last night?"

Laura Quincy turned back to the kitchen to take out the steamed buns and pickles, sighing, "Rarely confused!"

Nina Pierce pouted, "I’m really hungry, I’m going to start eating!"

Saying this, she picked up a spoon and scooped a bite, ready to put it in her mouth.

Laura Quincy glared at her, "I just served it, it’s hot."

Only then did Nina Pierce pause, gently blowing on it a few times before putting it in her mouth, mumbling, "Laura, even though you don’t live here anymore, you still keep small buns and pickles in the fridge!"

Laura Quincy nodded, "Of course, those are essential supplies! Plus, I often travel for work, who knows when I’ll be back, it’s always good to be prepared!"

Nina Pierce took a bite of a bun and said, "Sometimes I really envy you living alone, free and unrestrained."

Laura Quincy paused slightly in her porridge-drinking, "Everyone has their good points!"

Nina Pierce understood what this meant, so she didn’t continue the topic, focusing on her porridge and buns...

After a while, Nina Pierce said slowly, "Laura, did I show a lot of hostility towards that scummy man last night?"

Laura Quincy looked up at her blandly, "Don’t you always act that way whenever you see him?"

Nina Pierce held her forehead, contemplating for a while, "I suddenly realized, am I making him misunderstand that I still have some feelings for him..."

Laura Quincy bit her spoon, "Don’t overthink it! I think Scummy White is already used to it."

Nina Pierce: "..."

Several crows silently flew over her head, cawing...

After breakfast, Nina Pierce went to work at the hospital. Laura Quincy had nothing to do in the morning, so she cleaned the house while dialing the Turner Family’s landline. A week’s grace period was over, and she had to take back what belonged to her!

Ruth Leighton thought it was a friend calling her to play cards, but...

"A week’s grace period is over, and I hope Auntie Leighton can transfer my five million to my account as promised, otherwise, we’ll see each other in court."

Hearing this, Ruth Leighton screamed, "Laura Quincy! Don’t overstep your bounds! What do you mean ’your five million’? That money was given to me by someone else! When did it become yours?"

Laura Quincy chuckled coldly, "I don’t want to repeat myself again. If necessary, we’ll let the court decide."

Ruth Leighton retorted, "Fine, see you in court! Who’s afraid of whom? What evidence do you have to say that money is yours? Accusations require evidence!"

She thought that Laura Quincy had no witnesses and no evidence, so even if it went to court, she wasn’t afraid.

Previously, when Laura said "see you in court," she was a bit intimidated. But after so many days, she realized that Laura had no evidence to claim the money was hers, so there was no need to be scared...

Laura Quincy seemed to have anticipated this and decided she’d have to find more evidence.

This matter, she had to defend to the end!

"Alright! I will show you the evidence."

Her confident and straightforward response frightened Ruth Leighton. Did Laura really have evidence? Impossible! She herself didn’t even know who those mysterious people were back then. After so many years, how could Laura know?

Phoebe Turner came downstairs to see her mother looking worried while talking on the phone, and couldn’t help but ask, "Mom, who are you chatting with?"

Ruth Leighton was furious, "Who else? That ungrateful little brat!"

Hearing this, Phoebe Turner immediately understood and sat down beside her to listen to her mother and half-sister’s conversation...

On the other end, Laura Quincy naturally heard Ruth Leighton’s description of her, smirking with a mocking cold smile. They had long lost any affection for her, so why should she show any consideration for them?

Might as well tear off the pretense.

"I will personally have someone deliver the court summons to you, just don’t chicken out when the time comes."

"Laura Quincy! What are you so arrogant for? Go ahead, sue me in court! Aren’t you afraid that the whole world will know about you being sold back then? How will you still have any face to live?"

Ruth Leighton threatened Laura Quincy instead, suddenly feeling a bit triumphant when this point occurred to her.

Laura Quincy wasn’t scared, "Really? It was you who signed the agreement back then, and I was the most innocent one. As for being sold, that’s just your imagination. I haven’t lost anything, but as for you, I’m afraid you’ll end up in ruins."

She paused, "Perhaps even Dad would want to divorce you, after all, you’re dragging him down."

Her words hit Ruth Leighton’s sore spot.

Enraged, she said, "Laura Quincy! Don’t be too excessive! At worst, we’ll go down together, and no one will benefit! Do you think people will believe nothing happened to you? That agreement specified no contact with you for a year. I don’t believe they didn’t do anything to you! They must have sold you to the dirtiest place, maybe you even have some disease now!"