Pampered by the Demon

What Mike sent over were a few photos and a bill.

All of the photos were close-up shots of the limited edition Bugatti, on which there were lots of scratches.

She had vented her anger by destroying his beloved car since he had kept her waiting so long last time.

It had been a long time. She was expecting that he had forgotten.

But he was settling accounts with her afterward!

In addition to the close-ups of the car scratches, there were also several screenshots of the surveillance camera. It was a black and white case.

Knowing that she couldn’t avoid the repair fees anymore, she opened the bill resignedly.

Fortunately, Mike had given her five million when they got divorced.

Deducting the three million treatment fees prepared for Julia, she still had more than two million in savings. Wait! Why would the repair fees cost so much?

Scarlett stared at the bill that he had sent over in disbelief. He was asking for millions!

Scarlett was overwhelmed. As far as she knew, Mike’s cars were all luxury ones that cost mostly tens of millions, but she hadn’t made bad damage. It shouldn’t be so expensive.

The price of repairing the car was just one million more than Scarlett’s savings.

To him, it was just a drop in the bucket. But she had just divorced and her family was on the verge of bankruptcy, she didn’t have so much money.

She refused to accept that. Scarlett investigated the model written on the bill online, only to find the result speechless.

It turned out that what she had scratched was a limited edition.

According to the car repair report, not only did the body have to be painted again, but the tire and wheel that she had kicked were severely damaged. The wheels of the limited edition had a platinum coating on them.

So this price list was actually reasonable.

It was just a car!

Scarlett was lost for words. If she had known that this car was so expensive, she would have chosen a cheaper one!

Scarlett also felt very puzzled. She had kicked the wheels, but it seemed impossible that a weak girl like her could actually damage it so badly that even the wheels had to be completely changed.

Apart from the photos, there was not a single word in this mail, just as the standard style of Mike.

In the face of the powerful facts, she had no word to refute. If she failed to take out the money, Mike would sue her and she would have to be in jail for a few years.

She had a mother to take care of, so…

Scarlett gritted her teeth before she dialed Mike’s phone number.

The phone had rung for a long time, but no one had picked it up.

She continued to dial. After it rang three times, the man who stared at the phone but gave it no response finally picked it up with a cold face.

“Mike!”

“You should call me Mr. Abraham.”

Scarlett rolled her eyes.

“Well, Mr. Abraham.”

“Since you know I am a Mr. Abraham, please make an appointment with Lily in advance. I am very busy.”

The next minute, the phone was hung up.

Being treated that way, Scarlett couldn’t help but make a big face at the phone. But thinking of the sky-high bill, she took a deep breath and continued to call.

People who dealt with this man should have a strong psychological quality.

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There would always be one of them worked, right?

“Stop!” An impatient urging came from the other end.

Scarlett gritted her teeth in anger, “I saw that car repair bill.”

“Well…” He paused for a long time as if he had just thought of something, “You should contact Lily about such trivial matters. She will give you my account.”

“But I’m short of money at the moment. Can I…”

“No.”

His indifferent voice brought Scarlett a lot of nervousness.

“Then give me a few days. Can I sell the house?”

Mike’s hand that was playing with the box paused, his eyes filled with anger.

Was it really that difficult to lower her head to him?

“Up to you. Three days. If I don’t see your compensation, I will meet you in court.”

Seeing the phone being hung up again, Scarlett threw it on the bed and gave it the middle finger.

“What big deal!”

Mike gave her this house when they divorced. It was not large, but located in the city center. Thus the price was quite considerable.

The next day, to estimate the price of the house, she contacted the agent, but was told striking news.

“Can’t sell it?”

“Yes, Ms. Lauren. You can only live in it but not have the right to sell it.”

The agent’s explanation made Scarlett feel like she was struck by a bolt from the blue.

How was that possible? She was there when it was transferred. The developer of this area was just the Abraham Group. It didn’t make sense!

All of a sudden, she understood.

It must be Mike!

Only he could do this!

Why was he doing this to her?

Scarlett tried her best to recall if she had offended him.

Compared to yesterday’s feast, she was only eating a sandwich today.

All of a sudden, she noticed a comment from Myke.

“Myke: What’s wrong?”

“Bastard-ex: I am going to be down and out. Crying out loud!”

Down and out? What did that mean? Mike searched it online immediately and found that she meant she was going broke.

“Myke: What is going on?”

“Bastard-ex: It is all about my ex-husband. He is an iceberg! He is heartless and cruel…

Complaining about the ex-husband was something hard to stop once it was started. Scarlett and Myke’s friendly trust was all built on the foundation of her hatred for Mike.

After reading a few lines which brought him fury, Mike put down his phone and went to take a shower.

At the time he came back, he had received more than a dozen Line messages, all of which were her complaints.

“Bastard-ex: I’m sorry for having passed my negative emotions to you. I’m in a bad mood lately.”

“Myke: Fine.”

Scarlett just wanted to find someone to talk to. After venting her resentment towards Mike, she felt that it was not too fair to Myke.

“Bastard-ex: Try the cake I made someday.”

“Myke: OK.”

Scarlett found his short-spoken style of great familiarity to that of Mike.

Thinking of this, she sighed as she had often thought of Mike recently and compared other men to him intentionally or unintentionally.

After saying goodnight to Myke, just as she was about to rest, the sound of the Line notification rang again.

“Myke: Do you need me to lend you money?”

Not expecting him to say so, Scarlett was instantly moved.

She was just casually ridiculing her situation, and Myke, who had never met her, had done this to her. She started to like him.

“Bastard-ex: No, thanks. I should take responsibility for damaging the car. I will not deny what I have done. Everyone has to be responsible for their own mistakes. Thank you anyway.”

Seeing this, Mike stretched his eyebrows.

Had a grab of the small iron box on the bedside table, he opened it and gently stroked the things inside, his eyes filled with softness.

“Piggy, if you dare to accept the help of a stranger instead of coming to me, you are dead!”

Scarlett, who had accidentally escaped from a disaster, did not know that she had almost fallen into a trap. Here was the last thought before she fell asleep.

Myke was really a good guy!