Chapter 155

Liana carefully placed the coat inside a beautiful paper bag and made her way towards the villa. As she entered the study, the warm glow of the setting sun streamed in through the French window, casting a faint golden light on the man in the room.

The man stood tall and confident, his face hidden from view. Only his hand, with its distinct bone structure, was visible as it held a slim cigarette.

A subtle aroma of smoke surrounded him, adding an aura of nobility and intrigue, yet also hinting at a certain restraint.

Liana’s gaze shifted to the small pile of discarded cigarette butts in the wastebasket, and she furrowed her brow slightly. She recalled that Bernard didn’t smoke, leaving her curious about when he had started. However, she acknowledged that it wasn’t her place to inquire and proceeded to knock on the door.

“Come in,” came the response.

The man didn’t even bother looking back and simply uttered the words with a detached tone, as if nothing could interest him.

Liana walked over with the paper bag, “Mr. Laurence, Ms. Shultz asked me to return this coat to you.”

She handed the bag to Bernard, and he finally looked.

“Just throw it away.”

He said coldly, as if disposing of something worthless.

“Alright.”

Liana replied, turning to leave with the bag again.

She guessed that Bernard would ask her to dump it, but she came regardless, as she didn’t dare to handle his things carelessly.

the bag into the large trash bin outside, the man’s indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind

leave it

him, but the man didn’t look at her; his back still facing

in the glow of the setting sun, he raised his slender fingers and gently puffed on

out what was on his mind, so she carried the bag

Laurence, I’ll head back to the

after Liana left, he looked

worn, but

in his hand impatiently and grabbed the coat, feeling as if her

  1. go.

expression

threw away the coat, quite annoyed, and pulled out another pack of cigarettes.

the hospital waiting for her. But she had been

ignition. As she was reversing, she

out of the car, dressed in a high–end tailored suit, holding a fancy handbag. Upon seeing

“Liana!”

expect to meet Liana at

to the place herself, and had spent a long time searching for the address. Yet, Lianą seemed to

told her where he lived. Instead, he used this woman

situation for anyone to be in, let alone the pampered heiress of the Ratliff

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cared about maintaining her image

out of there!”

the driver’s seat, glared at Sophie. Stupid woman!

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