Chapter 156 I Would Rather Believe Ghosts Exist
Really? Ivy looked at Leo in disbelief.
"Ivy, don't you believe me? I'm telling the truth, please trust me." Leo patted his chest and promised.
Why were these words so familiar? Ivy couldn't help thinking of the message from Alexander.
Alexander: [Don't you believe me? You have to believe me. You can't believe anyone but me in the world!]
She had believed him, but what was the result?
Alexander told her he was with the client in the company, but actually he went to his grandma to have a blind date, and soon fooled around with Emily.
Ivy resolutely picked up her bag. "I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in a man!"
"Ivy!" Leo pulled her back quickly. "I really didn't lie to you, what do I have to do to make you trust me? Just say it, I'll do it right away, I'll prove it to you!"
Say it? Ivy didn't want to say anything. She didn't want to give him a chance at all.
But Leo was really a problem if he didn't leave here.
In this case, she would give him a hard time!
"Fine! You have seen Mr. Foster, and you also know the history of mussel shell fragments. I will let you do something now. If you can make it, I will believe what you told me is all true."
"No matter what happens, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!" Leo said confidently.
"Okay, then please help Mr. Foster get back the materials of the mussel shell fragments and his wallet. He arrived at Aucaster today, but his bag was stolen as soon as he got out of the car. The wallet, the documents, and all the certificates were inside."
"That's all? I'll do it right away!" Leo immediately got into his sports car, and disappeared in the small hotel in an instant.
Such a great idea! It was so easy to send him away! Ivy threw the bag over her shoulder, and went back to the Ashford Villa happily.
And on the other side, as soon as Samantha entered the room, she neatly placed the four jars under the bed.
Seeing this, Richard Foster asked in surprise. "Do you particularly like hiding things under the bed?"
Samantha was a little dazed. "Shouldn't the jar be put under the bed? Could it be hidden in the closet?"
Richard laughed happily. "In this case, the ceramic pots you placed in Missouri will not be completely damaged. You should have heard that when an earthquake strikes, if people cannot escape in time, they should hide under the table or bed, because furniture such as beds and tables can resist pressure."
"That's right, if you put it this way, there are still a few pickle jars under the table in my hometown, which are also made of ceramics and have been used for decades. Also, the lard jars, salt jars, and chicken essence jars in the cupboard are all made of ceramic."
"Really?" Richard's eyes brightened with excitement. "Is Missouri far from here? Shall we go and see now?"
Samantha slapped her thigh. "Go, now! If there are ceramic pots that are worth millions of dollars, we must get them back as soon as possible, or it'll be too late if they are stolen!"
Speaking of which, Samantha lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Our village is very old, and every household has a lot of ceramic jars. Maybe they also have valuable ceramic jars."
"Then let's go pick up the baby!"
Richard immediately took her hand and looked for Ivy, then they found her in the Clark Villa.
"Ivy, arrange a car for me, I want to go out with your godmother."
Ivy's eyes widened in surprise. What was going on?
Richard actually grabbed Samantha's hand and wanted to go out by car?
Samantha realized something, quickly withdrew her hand, blushed and said, "I'm just going to Missouri with Richard..."
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