Baby Alliance: Helping Daddy Get A Rich Mommy

Chapter 180 Who Did You Sell It To?

“I thought you wanted me to help you? If so, shouldn’t you be beseeching at least?” “You want me to beseech you? You’re my daughter, and I’m your father! Yet, you want me to beseech you?” Livid, Roland slammed his hand on the table.

“Okay, then. Let’s not talk about this, okay? As long as you give me the other bracelet, I promise to inject capital into the company and revive it from certain death.”

Upon hearing the word ‘bracelet’, Roland’s expression abruptly changed. “You’ve already got the bracelet, so why are you still asking me for it?” His expression was a tad sketchy.

“As I said, I’ve only gotten one. Where’s the other one? My mother has been appearing in my dreams, urging me to get her bracelets back. They were her beloved pieces, after all. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten about it?” Selena looked at him with a challenging expression on her face. I just can’t wait to see how he’s going to answer.

Recalling the past bitterly, Roland finally lifted his head. “I’ve sold that bracelet.”

she’d long since surmised that. After all, he would’ve taken it out ages ago if it were in

didn’t your mother sell one of

her mind. “So, you can do whatever you want just because

yet he couldn’t quite answer that. “Selena, why do you keep bringing your mother up when she has been gone for so many years? Can’t you just let this go after so long? Yes, I wronged your mother back then, but I’m still your father. It has been decades,

you. Yet, how did you repay her? You had an affair when she was pregnant and even had a child with someone else, living an easy life. When you made a name for yourself, you disdained her, so you started scorning and deriding her. If you hadn’t gone so far and caused her to be abjectly disappointed in you, how could she possibly have had the guts to jump down from the twentieth floor when

since it was all true. Back when Cecilia found out that he had a mistress, she suffered from depression before she finally

coldly. “You don’t dare

want a definite answer from you. Are you going to help me or not?” Roland was seething. I’m not here for her

help you if you return