The next morning, a secretary brought me a complete set of clothes, informing me that Alex had gone to the office and I could leave on my own.

The clothes that were delivered were all new and famous for the season, in the right size and style, and I combed my long hair and put on a delicate light makeup.

Leaving the door of my apartment, I held my phone and dialed Jaimel.

There was no answer twice.

I opened my eyes and looked at the street with people and traffic and continued dialing.

I don't know how many times I called, but the number still wouldn't come through.

Then a text message popped up in my phone.

"Soleil, I've said everything I need to say about me. Do you have to disgust me? You get the hell away from me! I won't see you again."

I stared blankly at the message on my phone, the feeling of anger rushing in all at once.

I couldn't believe it, four years of love, although I can't say it was engraved in my heart, but I really thought the two of us were for life, but now he was actually treating me like an enemy.

............

At 9:00 p.m., at a dance party.

I walked up to a man with a delicate little plate of matcha cake in my hand.

The man frowned and there was indifference, "What are you doing here?"

"You wouldn't come to see me, so I had to come to you," I laughed silently, setting the plate aside and looking subdued.

Jaimel spoke faintly, "I've said everything that needs to be said, do you really want to make me sick to my stomach before you're willing to do it ......"

My heart twitched a little, coldly said: "Your father is not told you, if you have to be with Sickel, six months can not be open only sneaky. Because the Smith family has just gone bankrupt, you abandoned me to be with another woman, this thing if it gets out ......"

"Soleil," Jaimel coldly interrupted me, cold sight of the bloom of disgust, "you know very well that I broke up with you and your family has nothing to do, Sickel is even more innocent ...... "

"So what?" I gently and subtly interrupted him, "I came not to argue with you about the truth, is to tell you that if this matter gets out, young master Brown you are a negative man, that new love of yours is the mistress ......"

Jaimel's handsome face sank, and his voice popped out from his throat: "Soleil. do you know how disgusting your present virtue is? You used to pretend to be too good? Or is it that you have no money and no self-respect anymore?"

"I've always been like that."

His voice is still tight, his eyes are complicated, faintly said, "I am not unable to give you half a million, but if I help you, Sickel will misunderstand that I have residual love for you. I'm sorry for you, but I don't want to be sorry for her again."

I raised my hand to ruffle a strand of hair that had fallen, "Jaimel, I'm not here to beg you."

"......"

"It doesn't matter what the truth is, the press and reporters they need this kind of hoity-toity farce, like the Smiths going bankrupt and Master Brown's new love interest or something."

I pinch up a small piece of matcha cake svelte eating, looking down not to look at his expression, "Jaimel, you are a man, high I have been with our family for so many years, do not you understand that the debt of man needs to be repaid?"

My eyes were undisguised with mockery and disdain.

Jaimel almost shuddered.

"So pay your debt first before you can flaunt your love in front of me."

Before the bankruptcy the Smith family was the oldest and most prestigious family in Helen City, not the richest, but always distinguished.

During the years Jaimel and I were together, even if not intentionally, the Browns did get a lot of benefits because of the Smiths.

Although I appeared to be questioning him, I had actually been nervous that my grandfather's life would be in danger if Jaimel wouldn't lend me half a million.

Jaimel's throat knot rolled, he subconsciously pulled his tie loosened, his eyes suddenly panicked, I followed his eyes to see a few meters away coldly watching us Sickel.

Sickel looked at us from afar, she looked so angry that her whole body trembled, her eyebrows tightly wrinkled, Sickel suddenly turned his eyes away, teeth dead lip. Almost with an almost angry and humiliated expression turned in a panic and walked out.

Jaimel immediately took a step and tried to chase after Sickel to explain.

I gently pressed my fingers against his chest, stopping him with a tiny amount of force, and said coldly.

"Think carefully about what will happen if you rush over and hug her on such an occasion. If tomorrow's newspaper says she is a mistress in order to marry into a rich family, can Sickel stand it?"

Jaimel's footsteps stopped instantly after hearing this.

But Sickel, who had never worn high heels and was in a hurry to run, soon fell to the ground at once.

My hand was flung away, but Jaimel could not help but stride towards Sickel, who had fallen to the ground with an embarrassed face.

With such a scene, the attention of most people in the scene was focused.

These ladies of the gentry, though envious of Sickel's favoritism from the young master of the Brown family, also looked down on her. And then they began to talk to each other.

Sickel was almost defiantly pushing Jaimel who wanted to help her up, her eyes were red but she refused to let the tears fall, screaming over and over, "Let go of me ......Jaimel you let go of me!"

Sickel felt humiliated and angry, she was now like a clown, all the people were laughing at her behind her back.

Jaimel said to me coldly at this point, "Let's talk about this another time, you go first."

I smiled faintly, "Then I'll see you next time."

I said, loosened the hem of my skirt, turned around and left on my high heels.

It seemed that Jaimel should give me the money in a couple of days, so that grandpa's treatment would be paid for.

As soon as I stepped outside, I cowered in the evening breeze.

When I turned the corner, a tall black figure suddenly stopped me with a half cigarette in his hand. He seemed to have been waiting for me for a long time.

I looked up, saw the man's face, and a wave of nameless anger rushed into my heart.

"It's you?!"