Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1253 - 1252: It’s All in the Past, I’m Here for You

The old man didn’t believe Anne Davidson had any good solutions.Under the emperor’s feet, you can’t just do as you please.

Moreover, Maxwell Peary has now grown to a terrifying extent; there’s nothing he can do to him.

Currently, his shop is constantly under attack, business is declining, and it’s starting to lose money.

If this continues, it won’t be long before he has to close up shop for good.

This is a very scary thing.

"I went to see Maxwell today. They trust each other very much. I think I must first break their trust."

Nia Mitchell is just a little girl, after all. She can definitely be defeated.

"Really?"

The old man didn’t believe it would be that simple, but...

It’s worth a try.

After thinking it over, he nodded in agreement.

"Alright, go ahead and do it."

If it doesn’t work, then he would reconsider a long-term plan.

Anne Davidson was extremely happy to hear his agreement, but after hanging up the phone, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Hmph!

Do you think you’ve succeeded?

Do you think I’d cooperate with you so easily?

She’s not that stupid.

Perhaps the old man still doesn’t know he’s being used by her.

The things done before were not threats from the old man.

Thinking of this, Anne Davidson’s face lifted into a smile again.

On this side, the two were using each other, while at Royal Bay Villa, it seemed particularly cozy.

As the day brightened, Shirley Grant slowly opened her eyes to see Alan Morgan lying beside her.

His eyelashes were dense and long, extremely beautiful.

Is this not a dream?

Why is Alan Morgan still here when she opened her eyes?

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a lazy feeling across the floor.

On her waist, she felt Alan Morgan’s arm clearly.

Shirley Grant didn’t know how to face all of this; the big red bed held many unpleasant memories.

"You’re awake?"

Alan Morgan had been lightly sleeping and immediately opened his eyes, sensing the movement beside him.

"Mm."

Shirley Grant nodded blankly.

Seeing her expression, Alan Morgan’s eyes were filled with a smile as he leaned over to kiss her forehead.

"Then let’s get up. I’ll make breakfast, and then we can go to the hospital to see Gerry Peary together."

Shirley Grant lay there, looking at the man before her.

"Gerry, he..."

"Gerry is fine, the surgery was very successful."

Upon hearing that Gerry’s surgery was successful, a smile spread across Shirley Grant’s face, though her eyes were filled with tears.

If Gerry were by her side, she definitely wouldn’t have made the decision to let him have surgery.

But Alan Morgan...

Thinking of this, Shirley Grant’s tears fell.

"Why are you crying again?"

She had been crying nonstop last night, and now her eyes were still swollen.

"It’s nothing."

Shirley Grant wiped her tears and then sat up.

Looking around the room, she stared blankly at Alan Morgan.

"After you sold this villa, I bought it back."

This villa held special meaning; how could he let it fall into someone else’s hands?

Originally, he wanted to seal it and never come back.

But he never thought Shirley Grant would come here.

"I’m sorry."

Hearing that Alan Morgan had bought the villa back, Shirley Grant felt incredibly guilty.

"It’s alright, it’s all in the past. I’ll be here from now on."

Alan Morgan’s words were like a spring breeze in March, gently reaching the depths of Shirley Grant’s heart.

"Okay."