My Sleeping Beauty Husband

Chapter 28 How Dare You Trick Me

At the bidding, Alston sat on the stage and kept looking at his phone. The department manager next to him was scared, wondering if he did something wrong.

He couldn’t figure out other reasons which made Alston so upset. Since he worked in the company for so many years, he only saw Alston’s indifferent and composed side but had never seen him like

this before.

“Ting-a-ling.”

When the phone rang, Alston immediately bowed his head and saw the interface of chatting with

Cynthia.

She replied!

Alston looked at the cute rabbit emoji on the screen, he smiled involuntarily with happiness.

This rabbit was as adorable as she was.

Until the manager next to him reminded him softly, Alston looked away from the screen. He put away his mobile phone and turned frosty again.

“Let’s get started!”

The bidding officially started. Beck was sitting in the audience, full of confidence.

He had no idea what would happen next.

Although Cynthia was sore all over, she still got up early and actively prepared something for her mother. They hadn’t seen each other for ten years, and she was not sure if her mother could recognize her.

Cynthia estimated the bidding might be in the end so she stopped preparing things. As soon as she turned on her phone, it rang frantically.

It was Beck!

He was calling to blame her!

Cynthia gave a sheering smile. As soon as she picked up the call, a roar came across the microphone, which made her eardrum ache.

“Cynthia, how dare you trick me. Didn’t you say that Alston promised to help? Why did the Williams. family win the bid in the end?”

Beck hit the ceiling. He wished he could strangle Cynthia immediately.

Cynthia moved the phone away. When he had vented his anger, she put the phone near the ear

again. She said calmly, “Dad, I only said that I mentioned it to Alston, but I didn’t say he promised me. You must misunderstand my words. How could you blame me?”

Beck paused. He recalled what she had said this morning. He realized she really didn’t mention that the Miller family would definitely win the bid.

He was duped by her small trick!

fake friendliness on his face

that I still have your mother? Since you fooled me, I’ll cut off your mother’s medicine. Your mother is in a

smile. “If your mother dies, it’s all because of

and listening to his insane words. She was glad inside that she asked for Alston’s help and she didn’t choose to help

a selfish, hypocritical, and ruthless man, he would only keep pushing

don’t owe you anything. From now on,

anymore.”

“You d*mn…”

she hung up the phone directly

dad

she called him dad, she felt sick and disgusting. What she only wanted now was to break up with him and stay away

As for Beck.

phone was hung up

was more furious.

Didn’t Cynthia care most about her mother? Why was she so

a sense of foreboding in his heart. He hurriedly drove to the

sanatorium was run secretly by the Miller family. He put

and no

has absolute confidence that Cynthia wouldn’t

sure.

calm and it was

as he got off the car, the dean had received a message in advance to meet him at the gate. “Mr. Miller, why make you

Beck didn’t have time

dean was stunned. “Didn’t you send someone to take her out

I… d*mn it!” When Beck was in the middle of his speech, he thought of something. His

his expression, he knew

those people use your

with gloomy eyes, “Didn’t I say you can only let her go after I come here? Don’t

time to come. They also brought a lot of

They also left this letter, saying it was something very important. They asked me to keep it and give it to you next time you

out an envelope from

and there was a note in

detain others for ten years. In order not to put you in jail,

looked aggressive

Smith family for so many years, he knew the letter was from Alston. He was so angry that he directly crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it

him. He must

lost two pawns at once, he beat

something. He hurriedly took out his phone

in a sullen face. “Mr.

up her things. Different from her past simplicity, she put on delicate makeup. She wanted her mother to see that she lived well

years.

She had a neat figure with delicate features. When she stood there quietly, she was like a lilac in the

the afternoon, she