Hate To Love You My Billionaire Lover

Chapter 89: How Can You Insult My IQ?



The place where they parked was not a parking space. The security guard standing near them did not stop them. These two guys must be the management staff of this building. There were only two guys she was familiar with within this building, Travis Cooper and Ryan Cooper!

Arianna had not been brainless for many years. When she determined that Travis and Ryan went to the company on the weekend, she had already taken a step forward. She quickly rushed into the elevator and went straight down to the first floor. Then she ran through the lobby and got in a taxi at the gate.

The driver had to ask for her confirmation when he heard the place she was going. He then crossed a small road and reached the destination after driving for less than one kilometer. The surprise on the driver’s face did not disappear even after she paid him and got off the taxi.

Arianna naturally encountered the guard’s due diligence. The guard was polite but said Mr. Cooper was not seeing any guests on the weekend. Even on normal working days, guests must make an appointment before they can meet Mr. Cooper. Moreover, the general secretary of Mr. Cooper did not go to work today, and according to the regulations, he could not directly report to Mr. Cooper. In short, the young guard resolutely refused all her requests.

He looked at her as if he was looking at an unreasonable shrew. All kinds of thoughts were on his face, including sympathy, sighs, and possibly a little contempt.

Arianna knew that her performance might seem like an abandoning woman who did not know the rules. But she was supported by some courage or anger, so she took out the phone and dialed Ryan’s number in front of that guard. She only said one sentence, “I have something to look for, Mr. Cooper.”

A few minutes later, the young guard was stunned to see Ryan appear in front of him and personally bring Arianna into the elevator.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Ryan pushed the button to the 19th floor. Then he took her through the corridor until she entered the suite of a large office.

Arianna had been here once a few years ago. She only remembered the security was heavy, but this time it was smooth. Because today was the weekend, the whole building was quiet.

The office door was open. Ryan stopped at the doorway and made a “please” gesture to Arianna, “Mr. Cooper is waiting for you.”

Then Ryan reached out and tapped twice on the open door and whispered inside the office, “Mr. Cooper, Miss Jenkins has arrived.” Then he took a bow to Arianna and left.

Arianna suddenly had the urge to escape. Some unpleasant memories in this office came to her mind. Before even seeing Travis’s face, she had already begun to regret her rash move.

But apparently, there was no way back now. She had to take a deep breath and then straightened her waist and walked into the office.

Travis Cooper was not sitting behind his large desk but standing sideways in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in his hand. When she stepped closer, he turned and pointed at the sofa in the reception area to let her sit down. He also walked over and picked a seat, and put off the smoke in his hand.

In this process, Travis did not say a word, his face indifferent.

Arianna also sat down on a sofa that was farthest from him. Then she saw that he wore a light gray casual dress today, his hair not as neat as usual. He seemed to have just come back from a casual occasion.

Unlike the pale look on her face, he looked refreshed.

They were both silent, as if they were waiting for the other party to speak first. As the office got more and more silent, Arianna looked down at her bag and tried to search for something in it to alleviate the pressure she felt.

It was still silent in the office. They seemed to be playing in a dumb show.

The card paper was stained with blood. Last night she wanted to tear it apart, but she stuffed it into the deepest part of the handbag after a second thought. Perhaps deep down in her heart, she believed she would confront Travis Cooper sooner or later, if not today.

Travis paid a glance at that paper, and her pupils shrank a little.

“Why is this thing in your hands?” Travis’s low and masculine voice broke the silence and the last hope of Arianna.

Arianna opened her mouth and could not speak. She didn’t want him to be so frankly confessing that it was related to him and her. She would prefer if Travis denied everything. She didn’t care if he was guilty, but she hoped she had no sin.

“You don’t have to take this kind of thing alone. You can tell me and let me solve it.” Travis said calmly.

Arianna stared straight at him.

“He is bothering you again? Is that blood?”

“Yes, Chester’s blood. He won’t have a chance to bother me anymore.” Arianna finally made a little hoarse noise.

“Oh.” Travis said, “Need some water?”

Obviously, the death of Chester didn’t mean anything to him.

Arianna said angrily, “Travis Cooper, even if he is guilty, it is not up to you to pronounce a sentence to him. It is human life! Could you act a little bit more like a human being?”

“Human life?” Travis frowned slightly. He took out the phone and dialed a button and said to the handset, “Ryan, check the whereabouts of Chester. I heard that he is dead.”

Arianna sneered, “No need. He should be still lying in the morgue now. I saw him take his last breath. I have known him for twenty years and won’t mistake another person for him.”

Travis paused for a while and then said, “Do you think his death is related to me?”

Arianna bit her lips with strength.

“Miss Jenkins, do you mean that I ordered someone to take him out and leave the kind of evidence by which even you can find out I am behind the scene? You are entitled to question my morality, but how can you insult my IQ?”


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