Chapter 90 He Slapped Himself
Sam was stunned. Upon careful reflection, he felt a wave of shame wash over him.
A year ago, when Matthew suddenly disappeared, the entire Montagu family was in turmoil. Despite the efforts of Matthew's former subordinates, they couldn't find him.
Given Matthew's circumstances at the time, if someone wanted to harm him, it would have been easy.
Later, Matthew contacted Sam himself, and that's when they learned about his life over the past year.
It was Mary who had picked up Matthew and brought him home.
Mary had shown kindness to Matthew. So did Laura.
But Sam only remembered Laura and had forgotten about Mary.
Raising his hand, he slapped himself across the face. "It's all my fault."
Herman said, "It's no use telling me. You need to apologize to Mary for this. If she forgives you, then it should be fine with Matthew."
"Okay, I understand!" After saying this, Sam hung up directly.
Herman said, "Hey, I wasn't finished..."
Looking at the disconnected call, he couldn't help but think that what a fool Sam was!
Mary returned directly to the Maple Grove Manor. The spacious single-story home felt empty as she sat on the sofa, staring ahead blankly, her heart sinking continuously.
She felt like she was falling into an abyss while coldness and darkness enveloped her.
Just then, her phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw a $5 million transfer.
She was taken aback. The sender was Matthew.
Had he agreed to her conditions, which he had refused earlier?
Why the sudden change of heart?
Even though she had the money now, Mary couldn't find joy in it since the money was in exchange for her life.
With the $5 million, she had essentially sold her life to Matthew, who would use it to shield Laura from harm.
How pathetic!
How had her life come to this?
Mary took a deep breath and texted Shirley.
Mary: [Drink tonight?]
Shirley: [Sure!]
The two of them went to a barbecue restaurant they frequented.
Shirley asked with concern, "How are you?"
Mary replied, "I'm a millionaire now."
Shirley was taken aback, "Tell me more?"
Mary took a sip of beer, smiled, and recounted the events.
As Shirley listened, her fists clenched!
"Mary, you are priceless. Why would that jerk think he can buy your life for $5 million? I've seen jerks, but never one this despicable!"
Mary agreed, "Yes, he is totally a jerk!"
Shirley suggested, "Why not run away? I can take you abroad. I may not have much influence here, but overseas is another story. With the Montagu family in a difficult situation, preoccupied with their problems, once you leave the country, he won't be able to bother you!"
Mary touched the corner of her eye with her finger, "If things overseas work so great, then why are you here? Shirley, your situation isn't much better than mine."
Shirley fell silent, then picked up her glass, "Life sucks. Here is to us!"
"To us!" After finishing her drink, Mary felt light-headed, her eyes half-closed, her cheeks flushed, and she walked unsteadily. "I'm fine. I can still drink. Give me more..."
Shirley was also a bit out of it but better than Mary. She supported Mary, saying, "Mary... um, let's go home and continue drinking."
Shirley called the owner to settle the bill and then helped Mary leave.
However, they caught the attention of a few burly men.
As Shirley went to hail a cab by the roadside, the men approached them.
"Ladies, why take a cab? Let us give you a ride. Our cars are very comfortable!"
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