Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 611

Right now, only Mr. Sanders knew the real deal.

So, Beck’s trip to Greenfield, for sure, was about something other than finding his sister because that gig was already handed to Phelps Herrington. Tyler is a top–notch scriptwriter and a buddy of Beck’s, they share a common vice- they both have a thing for pretty ladies.

So, Beck rang him up, asking if he was up for some drinks tonight.

Tyler glanced at lan and invited Beck to his villa for a shindig.

At the same time, Maja was driving over but got hit by another car while turning a corner. It was a flashy sports car with a unique colour, obviously custom–made.

She frowned and stepped out of her car.

Beck also hopped out and was surprised to see the lady from the mall.

Maja went to the back of her car, finding it dented from the collision.

She glanced at the time, worried she’d be late and piss off lan.

So she asked Beck, “What’s your plan for compensation?”

When she turned to look at Beck, she noticed his good looks. He was really handsome.

His charm was different from lan’s. Ian had a restrained but strong aura, while Beck was like a vivid butterfly.

His attire wasn’t flashy, but his looks and gaze were stunning.

Beck leaned on his car door, checking Maja from top to bottom.

A minute later, he pulled out a check and wrote down three hundred grand.

Three hundred grand was enough to buy Maja’s car. She was taken aback.

her, saying “The extra is for your beauty. Seeing such

got back in his car, waved her goodbye and drove off.

stood there,

where did this guy come from? He’s way too

further, took the money,

was filled with the smell of alcohol

walked in, she didn’t see lan.

stomach and isn’t feeling too

upstairs to find him in the same

When she walked in, she saw lan holding a glass of water, looking

was standing by the window, one hand on his stomach.

“Mr. Raymond.”

out the bracelet she bought, saying, “This is

the glass down. With his stomach discomfort, he looked a bit

a glance. Worth at least a few hundred grand. it was top–grade

scent of agilawood was faint

word, just leaned against the wall

grasped his wrist, and

taste. The agilawood bracelet made his

He played with the bracelet with a

cost you a

“It’s the least I could do.”

obviously pleased

woman sure knows how to talk.

just saying it casually, but she noticed laughter in lan’s eyes.

the bracelet

just my

she was pulled

and bent down for her

“Beck’s here.”