Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
She shrugged as she was taken aback by the inquiry. “I used to despise him, but not anymore. After all…”
She intended to explain that she had let go of all her grudges against him after he died rescuing her, but she stopped herself when she realized that the Guajardo family had yet to disclose Halston’s death to the public.
However, there had previously been rumors about it, so she assumed Mr. Q was aware of it as well.
“There is word that Halston is dead. It’s excellent that you’ve let go of your animosity towards him. Fighting with the dead, after all, is pointless.”
He hesitated for a while before saying, “I can buy your island, but whether it’s worth 1.5 billion, I’ll have to be the judge of that.’
She paused for a while before nodding and consenting. “Sure!”
After all, she was on her way to pick up Abby and Margaret.
“Let’s make some plans and get going,” Mr. Q replied quietly.
“Are we leaving right now?” She suspected that something was amiss with the agreement’s seamless execution.
‘Why? Do you agree?”
“No. I simply didn’t expect things to go that swiftly and smoothly.”
In the expectation that it would be way more difficult to convince Mr. Q, she requested Leia’s assistance to care for Adie for another half-month.
“Didn’t you say you needed money? Isn’t it better if we get things done quickly?”
‘Yes. That is true!”
Flossie nodded appreciatively. She was on the verge of dropping down to her knees and thanking him.
‘Whoever nicknamed Mr. Q as Night Demon was obviously lying. He’s a deity who gives me hope!” she thought joyfully.
She began to wonder whether the price of 1.5 billion was too low since Mr. Q agreed to it so soon.
It left her at a loss, having a strange urge to make up for the money she might’ve lost.
Then she feigned to be perplexed by the Snow Before the Shepherd Boy. “Is this the well-known painting by Dost Wurst? Is it genuine or a forgery?”
“Do you think I’ll hang a fake painting on my wall?”
“Wow, that’s incredible! My father used to enjoy Dost Wurst, and I’ve been seeking this piece for a long time…”
“If you like it, I’ll ask Chase to wrap it up for you.
“Wrap it up for me?”
Flossie was taken aback and perplexed.
“You don’t like it?” Mr. Q questioned, turning to face her.
“No. I really do!”
She returned her gaze to the picture and said, “Isn’t it a little inappropriate that you give me such an expensive painting?”
Although she had been hinting at him to give it to her, she never expected him to be so casual about it!
“I don’t see what the problem is if you like it. It’s just a piece of art. There are a lot of paintings in the pawn shop,” he said casually.
“Thank you!”
She quickly bowed and thanked him. At this moment, she thought even his face mask was charming.
Money was, indeed, the most powerful force in the world.
She was suddenly reminded of the elderly man’s forecast that said, ’As lofty as the mountain, as boundless as the sea. An unrivaled pair, their union shall stand through eternity.’
’Is it possible that Mr. Q is the one I’ll marry? If he were, it would be absurd considering he is Halston’s arch-adversary. If Halston finds out, he’d definitely haunt me in my nightmares, she reasoned to herself.
“What exactly are you thinking about?”
Flossie had been so preoccupied with her thoughts that she hadn’t realized Mr. Q had been watching her for quite some time.
Her exaggerated expression piqued his interest in what she was thinking.
“Nothing!” Flossie shook her head instantly. “Can I ask you something?” she ventured cautiously after a period of silence.
‘What?”
“Are you seeing anyone right now? Do you have a spouse? Do you have any kids?”
Flossie wasn’t one to gossip, but she was intrigued by Mr. Q’s want to assist her. She wondered whether he had ever had feelings for her.
After all, such was the case for Jovan, so she wanted to know whether Mr. Q was the guy she was supposed to marry.
Mr. Q was surprised when he heard her inquiry and said coldly, “I’m not seeing anyone and I’m not married. I guess I don’t have any children either.”
“Is that so?”
Flossie’s expression got more complicated.
‘He’s wealthy and unmarried; if he already has someone he likes, he wouldn’t be a bachelor! Am I really the one for him?’ She was perplexed and thought to herself.
“You are wealthy and have all the good qualities. Why didn’t you find a girlfriend? Is it because you already have a crush on someone?” She persisted with her questions, hoping to get more information from him.
“What are you trying to say?” the guy questioned, his face expressionless.
As she peered into his eyes, she pulled in a big breath and decided she didn’t want to beat about the bushes any longer. “Tell me, honestly, do you have a crush on me?”
When Mr. Q heard this, he was dumbfounded.
“You found my son and lied to him about wanting to be my subordinate because you want to be near me, right? Everyone says you’re a Night Demon who kills without hesitation, yet you were so generous to offer me 1.5 billion dollars and the artwork. You went through all that trouble hoping to make me like you. The odd aspect is that you could be enemies with anybody in Beach City, yet you choose to be enemies with Halston. You must be envious of him since he married me!” Flossie conducted an analysis.
She wasn’t a narcissist, but after the experience with Javon, she got the feeling that anything might happen. She also had to acknowledge she was indeed extremely gorgeous
‘You…”
Mr. Q took a moment to process all Flossie said before responding emotionlessly, ‘ You have a wild imagination.’
“Is that not the case?”
Flossie took a step closer to him before placing her palm on his chest.
When he saw this, he grimaced and grabbed her hand. “What exactly are you doing?”
“Don’tworry. I simply want to know whether your pulse quickened for me.”