Patricia slowly answered, âConsidered so. I owe him money, after all!â
After all, the relationship that she had with that man was purely a lender-debtor relationship.
Zachary slightly frowned. âDebtor?â
There is more than meets the eye for this case, but I canât seem to get to the bottom of it.
She nodded as she exited the police station and saw the manâs vehicle.
Then, she increased her pace and stood beside Isaacâs car to knock on the window.
He slowly winded down the window to reveal his handsome face. It was just that he had an aloof face
and a terribly freezing gaze on her.
Patricia bit her lip and asked, âPresident Arnold, thanks for bailing me out today, but I didnât waste your
time today, alright.â
She was frightened that someone would come after her for this. As she was an average Jane, she
would not be able to handle the consequences.
When she heard Chief Hawkins explaining that Isaac was the one who bailed her out, she almost
collapsed on her knees. She thought of telling him not to poke his nose in her matters anymore, and
since his time was precious, she would not be able to pay him back.
Isaacâs expression darkened even more as he felt that he was insane to have rushed over to help
Patricia. It was especially so since she didnât appreciate his efforts.
Since another man would bail her out, it was evident that she wouldnât need Isaacâs assistance.
At this thought, his expression became frigid.
âThe bail was 20 thousand. Do you want to return the money in cash or via transfer?â
Patriciaâs face paled in that instant. Why do I have to pay some more money? Iâm already so poor that I
have lowered myself whenever we have to talk about money.
As her big eyes gazed to the side, she pretended not to hear his words while she frantically searched
her mind on what to do next.
âMiss Aniston, shouldnât you be paying for the bail yourself?â
Patricia bit the bullet and grinned while she reached into the car with both hands and helped Isaac to
straighten his tie.
âYour tie is crooked,â she explained. âIâve helped you to straighten your tie. Heheheheâ¦â
Now that she had finished buttering up to him, she grinned again in an attempt to please him.
âPresident Arnold, can you not be calculative? Iâll be a servant and pay you back. This includes the 120
thousand.â
Patricia suddenly realized that returning the money was such an arduous thing. But, at least by being a
servant, there was something she could do, like housekeeping duties as well as cooking.
She felt heartache whenever she had to spend her money, not to mention that she didnât have so much
cash on hand.
Isaac noticed her expression changing the moment that money was mentioned and couldnât help but
slightly raise the corners of his lips. âMiss Aniston, in that case, you owe me 150 thousand plus interest.
I will add it to the IOU.â
Patricia repeatedly nodded. âThank you. Thank you.â
As long as she did not need to return the money at this point in time, everything would be fine.
He narrowed his eyes and softly added, âJust remember that you still owe me money. You canât be
dead or even be involved in accidents.â
Once again, Patricia nodded. âOkay, President Arnold. Donât worry; Iâll ensure Iâll have a long liâno, no.
It should be me being healthy before I manage to pay off my debt.â
Although that was what she said, she cursed in her heart instead.
âPresident Arnold, you are damn stingy. Are you so worried that I wonât be able to pay my debts when I
die? Even if I am dead, I still have three children who will pay my debts. So, you can count on me; we
wonât default.â
Isaacâs car jerked forward and scared the lights out of Patricia, who was scared because the impact
had nearly sent her flying into the distance.
She kicked the air and growled, âLouis Arnold, you are a f*cking *sshole!â
As Darcie walked toward Patricia, she ended up smiling. âPatricia, I really am envious of you. You have
the two young masters of Appleby at your feet. You really have a good life!â
When Patricia remembered that she owed that idiot, Isaac, 150 thousand, she wanted to break down in
tears. âEnvy? What is there to be envious of since I just want to cry?â
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