I didn't respond, but stood up and stared at him coldly.
"Didn't I tell you to send Sophia away yesterday? It's been three days, why is she still here?"
"I told her not to even think about buying this villa. I can't possibly give it to her."
The smile on Lucas' face froze instantly.
"Sylvia, when did you become so petty?"
"Didn't I tell you? It's a rare occasion for Sophia to speak up. As her sister-in-law, you're giving her a villa as a dowry. What's wrong with that?"
I was almost laughing out of anger.
"You don't make any money, do you know how many hundreds of millions this villa is worth?"
Lucas looked nonchalant.
"How expensive can it be? It's just a house."
"Besides, isn't your Vanderbilt family a well-known top wealthy family in Portcove? Why do you care about these two villas?"
"Don't say such things. You're embarrassing your father out there."
I was so angry that my chest heaved, and suddenly I doubted whether I was blind and how could I fall in love with such a person.
My husband Lucas is a gold-digger. I didn’t mention marrying into the family because I took his dignity as a man into consideration.
After getting married, he moved directly into my villa. He only knew that my family was rich, but he didn’t know how rich we were.
Now that he has been living a good life for so long, even he has forgotten who he is.
At first, I thought he was honest, steady and a reliable person.
I gave up the wealthy marriage my father suggested.
I chose this thing.
Now I am extremely disappointed.
Faced with Lucas's repeated questioning, my face turned cold.
"I hope this is the last time I discuss this with you. This villa cannot be given away unless we get divorced."
Lucas agreed with a twinkle in his eyes, but when he went to take a shower, I saw his cell phone.
The above is the message he secretly sent to Sophia.
"The plan failed. Sylvia seemed to have noticed something wrong with the glass of juice. She doesn't want to give up the villa. Let's just forget it."
After a while, Sophia ran into his room barefoot in her lace pajamas, shaking his arm and acting coquettishly.
"Brother, didn't you say you loved me the most? I just had my eyes on this villa, why is sister-in-law so stingy?"
"As long as you can help me get it, I will do anything you ask me to do. And this villa will be your dowry to me, okay?"
Lucas' cheeks were red, "Sophia, I promised you that I would give you whatever you wanted."
"So since you like this villa, I will definitely find a way to get it for you."
I'm too lazy to read on.
I'm too lazy to care about what the relationship between him and his adopted sister is.
Just call the lawyer and say, "Help me draw up a divorce agreement."
Then wait for news.
Aren't they planning to take over my villa? Then I'll tell them to pack up and get out.
But one day when I came home from shopping, I found that my cat Whisky had disappeared.
I asked the nanny and bodyguard to help me look for it for half a day, and finally we found it wet in the bathroom.
It was soaked all over and its body became cold.
Dead.
Whisky has been with me for five whole years. I can't believe it.
I checked all the surveillance cameras at home, but unexpectedly found that they were all broken.
Seeing my cold and grief-stricken face, Lucas ran to me with a terrified look on his face.
"Honey, it seems like there was a thief in this villa. When we came back, something happened to Whisky. What should we do? Should we move out?"
I slowly turned my head to look at him.
