Chapter 749
Chapter 749: Episode 035 Is One Kiss Enough? (3)
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The other party was acting diligently, but as an audience member, Becca Reyes, was distracted.
After some consideration, Becca Reyes decided to sit down and watch the old lady’s actions.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and take me to the hospital..."
The old lady was puzzled by her behavior and reminded her by lifting her head.
Encountering a scam, even if not panicked, it’s not good to stay here without taking action, right?!
However, Becca Reyes ignored her.
"Um, I just had a breakup."
She nudged her, and Becca Reyes showed a face full of despair.
Upon hearing this, the old lady instantly stopped her "performance".
"Anyway, you are about to die, and I don’t want to live either... There is a bridge ahead. If you want to end it all, I can take you there."
Becca Reyes remained expressionless, slightly lowering her head, and moving closer to the old lady.
However, her eyes showed seriousness, and it didn’t seem like she was kidding.
The old lady closed her mouth.
"Shall we go?" Becca Reyes asked again.
After a while, the old lady sat up perfectly fine and stated with a great deal of emotion, "It’s just a breakup, don’t think too negatively... "
Before she finished her sentence, Becca had already stood up.
The old lady opened her mouth and suddenly fell silent.
Eh, the cat’s out of the bag.
"Goodbye now." Becca Reyes rubbed her arms, looked down at her from a high position, "It’s cold on the ground, you should leave soon."
With that, she left.
The old lady’s face changed, but in the end, she sighed and got up from the ground.
Sure enough, nowadays, one must not be soft-hearted in any situation.
...
𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
On the bridge.
The street lights extended far, and the entire route was scenic.
The wind blew, scattering her short hair. Becca Reyes raised her head, with her disheveled short hair obscuring part of her view.
She raised her hand and pushed her hair back behind her ear.
From afar, she heard a shout.
She looked sideways to see a man running towards her from behind. He was in a hurry and ran quickly.
But in a pause, the man was merely ten meters away.
As he ran, Stuart Weston lifted his chin. He had a slight smile on his face, and his brows were curved with a little impatience in his breath.
"What are you doing here?"
Becca Reyes was somewhat surprised and raised her brows.
This city was vast, at the very least, since they had parted in the morning, Becca Reyes had only encountered two acquaintances just now.
Moreover, they didn’t leave pleasant memories.
"I just passed by and thought the silhouette looked like you, so I came over to check."
Becca Reyes was skeptical.
"Ah, right. Did you gather the thousand dollars?"
Without dwelling on his previous subject, Stuart Weston tactfully changed the topic.
She turned and moved forward, continuing to walk at a leisurely pace.
"Well, then," Stuart Weston scratched his nose and followed her pace, hesitating, "I just happened to earn two thousand... "
"For free?"
She raised an eyebrow and interrupted him.
Her lips slightly rose, but it was a bitter smile.
She was smiling, but it was somewhat ugly.
"You’re mistaken," Stuart Weston immediately caught on, looking a little guilty, "I don’t do business at a loss, I can give you one thousand, but you have to agree to one condition."
"Condition... "
Suddenly, Becca Reyes stopped.
She turned around to face him.
The dusk fell, and Becca Reyes’s face was backlit, with half of her face hidden in the shadows.
As the wind blew, it swept her hair, revealing her delicate ears and exquisite collarbone. Under the faint light, it was inexplicably alluring.
Stuart Weston swallowed his saliva.
Becca Reyes was always beautiful, and her figure was excellent. Her skin wasn’t overly tanned due to the training in the forces, and her figure hadn’t lost its shape.
Wearing casual clothes, she exuded a certain allure.
The next moment, Becca Reyes put her hands on his shoulders, tilted her head up, and suddenly got close to him.
"A kiss, is it enough?"
Becca Reyes was smiling, her appealing red lips spoke word by word.
Those eyes, harboring complicated emotions, were filled with unpredictable madness.
Stuart Weston’s heart tightened.
Meanwhile—
Calvin Ramos stood on the street, his hands in his pockets, lifting his eyes to look at the scene on the bridge.
Behind him, Flossie Wright walked slowly, with a casual expression.
— End of Chapter 749 —