Chapter 837 You'd Gain A Lot From Marrying Me
"What about the Fausts?" Jenny asked curiously.
Alec grinned. "They’ll be my dowry. That way, the Walters will be number one in the Ten
Elites of Bardoff. What do you think?"
"Sounds like a dream." Heck, she had a feeling Alec might not even be bluffing.
But...
Did she actually want that?
There was no decipherable answer she could find from her heart.
Her silence encouraged Alec to continue, "Well? What do you think? You'd gain lots from
marrying me."
Far more than marrying Evan, in the least.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ugh." Jenny rolled her eyes again and dropped the topic. Besides the fact that Alec
marrying into the Walters was incredibly far-fetched, there was still the fact that she didn't
want it to happen.
The family was already occupied enough with Evan in the picture. They didn't need Alec
getting in the mix.
Alec smiled but decided not to respond. Of course, having Jenny marry into his family
would be more ideal. Still, he didn't mind the opposite, as long as Jenny allowed it.
While the two had their lunch, Evan stopped by the restaurant. He'd investigated Jenny's
whereabouts, as she wouldn't be occupied for no good reason. Sure enough, here she was,
having lunch with Alec.
He got out of the car and walked steadily into the building, right up to
Jenny's table. "What a coincidence!"
Jenny was surprised to see him. "Evan?"
"I thought to come by here for lunch. I didn't expect to see you here!" Evan gasped in faux
surprise.
Alec scowled internally at his act. He refused to believe Evan didn't purposely look for
them. What was important was whether Jenny felt the same way, however.
Jenny actually did. She wasn't young and foolish anymore, so she wouldn't rip off Evan's
mask, either. "Yeah, Mr. Faust asked me out for lunch."
"For a business deal?" Evan asked, sitting down comfortably beside Jenny.
Alec's face darkened. "For private reasons."
In other words: stay the fuck out of my business.
"Is it over?" Evan asked.
Alec was about to say no when Jenny said, "Just about. We've finished lunch, too. Can you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdrop me off back at the hospital?"
"Why the rush? I haven't eaten yet. You don't mind, do you, Mr. Faust?" Evan shrugged. He
wanted to see just what Alec had in mind.
Coincidentally, Alec felt the same.
The two men sat across one another, seemingly polite, though Jenny knew better. That's
why she wanted to leave.
"If memory serves me right, it's been at least two years since the divorce happened
between you and Jen, right, Mr. Faust? What private matter could you have sought out
Jenny for in that case? You're not using it as an excuse to pester her, are you?" Evan asked
harshly.
Alec's smile grew wider. "Yes, we divorced a while back. But that doesn't stop me from
pursuing Jenny a second time. I'm sure you can understand, Mr. Clarke." "Of course I do."
Evan gritted his teeth. "But you should know that pestering someone will only make them
hate you more."