Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 266 - 202 You’re Handsome, You’re the Most Handsome2

Chapter 266: Chapter 202 You’re Handsome, You’re the Most Handsome2

Listening to Faye’s insincere flattery, Hunter Warren nodded and laughed, "Smart move.

Given how much you admire me, tonight I’ll make an exception and take good care of you.

Go home early, clean up and wait for me in bed.

I’ll... give it my all."

Faye widened her eyes. Indeed, the deepest road she ever walked was the one Hunter Warren paved.

Whether horizontally or vertically, he could calculate her thoroughly—she truly admired his skill.

Luckily, he wasn’t her enemy, or she couldn’t imagine what he might do to her.

After hanging up the phone, Faye stretched lazily at her desk, preparing to start work.

In the afternoon, she attended two meetings and took Declan Rivers on a tour of the clothing factory.

On the way back from the factory, Declan kept coughing.

He had been working through an illness with a fever for days.

"Declan, go straight home later.

Don’t come to the office for the next few days; rest well at home."

Declan waved his hand, "No need, Director Townsend, I’m fine."

Faye handed him a wet tissue, "I’m not saying this as Director Townsend, but as your sister, Faye.

I’ll have someone make some nourishing soup tonight, and have Uncle Rivers take it to you.

Let Uncle Rivers take care of you tonight."

"There’s really no need, sister Faye. I’m a grown man; a little cold is nothing."

Faye looked at his flushed cheeks and smiled, "You’ve got a fever, haven’t you."

"Ahem..." Declan laughed awkwardly.

"Alright, don’t overthink it. I’m just worried you’ll pass it to me.

Listen to me; you don’t need to come in tomorrow.

I’ll have Roman Hughes organize a VIP room for you at the hospital to get an IV for a couple of days and rest.

Once you’re fully recovered, come back to work immediately."

"But... the company is so busy these days..."

"Even if we’re busy, we can manage without one person. Working while sick won’t be productive, so take a rest."

"Then... alright, sister Faye, thank you."

"It’s fine, don’t be polite with me."

At the company downstairs, Faye stepped out of the car, instructing the driver to take Declan Rivers home.

Once the car left, she turned and went upstairs.

At the office door, she handed Declan’s materials to Brielle Golden.

"Secretary Li, Declan has a fever, so I sent him home to rest.

This is his work; please take it over."

Brielle stood up respectfully and took it, "Understood, Director Townsend."

"Thanks," Faye smiled at her and turned to enter her office.

Brielle quickly added, "Oh, Director Townsend, I received a package for you and left it on your desk."

"Package?" Faye raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Okay, I got it."

She pushed the door open and entered the office, while Brielle sighed helplessly at the sudden increase in workload, sitting down to work overtime.

Faye hung her bag on the rack and returned to her desk.

On the desk lay a small package the size of a palm.

She picked it up and examined it. What could it be?

After a moment’s hesitation, she opened it and pulled out a black recording pen.

She smiled wryly; who would send her such a thing?

She had never used anything like this in her life.

Wait a minute, a recording pen?

An idea flashed through her mind, and she quickly opened the recordings in the pen. After listening to just two sentences, she was shocked, her hair standing on end.

She turned off the pen and deleted the contents, then anxiously grabbed her phone to call Lucas Warren.

The call connected faster than she expected, "Well, isn’t this a surprise, Faye? You’re actually calling me. Do you know how I feel right now?"

"Lucas Warren, cut the crap. What are you trying to do?"

"What do you mean? Faye, you’re confusing me.

If you’re calling someone, shouldn’t you state your reason first?"

Lucas chuckled mischievously.

Faye felt as if a thousand-pound stone clogged her heart.

She particularly despised how he pretended to be clueless.

"Lucas Warren, do you know what I hate most about you?

Pretending not to understand while being fully aware.

Things that could be said in one sentence, you always convey in a roundabout way.

You know exactly why I’m calling, so why this tone?

Do you think you’re smart enough to manipulate everyone in the world?

Lucas Warren, you’re really too much. Do you know how annoying your sneaky behavior is?

Fine, you like to play dumb, do you?

Then I’ll treat you like an idiot and spell it out clearly.

What do you mean by sending me this recording pen?"

As she spoke, she picked up the pen and smashed it onto the ground.

The moment she heard the recording inside, she was completely on edge.

"Ha, I only said one thing, and you lashed out at me.

Faye, is this really the attitude you have when seeking my help?"

Lucas folded his arms, smiling slyly.

"Seek your help? Is your intention to make me beg you?" Faye sneered coldly through clenched teeth.

"Alright, I beg you, Lucas Warren, I’m begging you. Can you go back to the United Kingdom now?

Can you stop affecting my life?

Can you stop stirring up excitement in my life?

What have I ever done to you to make you so obsessed with me?

How many times do I have to tell you to stop clinging to me?

There are so many women in this world; why must you drag me down?

I don’t like you. I hate you. How many times do I have to say it?

What will it take for you to give up on me?"

Faye even shouted by the end.

Lucas raised his eyebrows, realizing this was the only thing that could threaten her.

"The only way to make me give up on you is for you to be with me.

Once I’ve had enough of you, grown tired and bored, I’ll naturally let you go.

But by then, I’ll ensure you and Hunter Warren perish together.

If I were you, I’d choose wisely while there’s still a chance and stay with a man more suitable for myself, pleasing him and praying he’ll never abandon me.

Not... with someone like Hunter Warren who’s an insignificant nobody who could be eliminated at any time."

"You’re dreaming," Faye gritted her teeth, "Why should I accommodate your desires?"

"Because I love you. It doesn’t matter if you love me back; my love for you is enough.

To be honest, I never imagined I’d be so infatuated with you after all these years since first laying eyes on you.

Faye, since you don’t like beating around the bush, I’ll be honest with you.

I don’t like your current attitude toward me.

If you continue, I’ll hang up now and call Hunter Warren.

And you’ll have to face the consequences yourself."

Faye’s heart tightened, and she immediately shouted, "Don’t you dare."

"Want to try me?"

"You..." Faye tasted a hint of blood from her tightly bitten lip.

Lucas laughed loudly on the other end, "Faye, I’ve told you before.

Once someone has a weakness, they can be easily manipulated.

Now do you believe it?

You’ve become the weakness of the invincible Hunter Warren.

And hasn’t Hunter Warren himself got you by the throat?

Did you just ask me what I want?

I don’t want anything; I’m just warning you, don’t treat me so casually in the future.

Remember, I’m now controlling both your and Hunter’s destinies.

I’m your god, and when I say east, none of you better head west, or else..."

"Lucas Warren, does this really amuse you?

Will ruining others’ relationships make you happy?

I really don’t understand, why do you insist on making things difficult for Hunter and me?

You know well the hardships we’ve been through to be together.

The happiness I desire, you simply can’t provide.

Why... can’t you just let us be?"

As she said this, Faye calmed down considerably.

Her attitude no longer as harsh as before.

"Ha, I can’t provide?" Lucas chuckled coldly, "Faye, I really want to know, being of the Warren family blood, why do both Grandmother and you favor him over me.

I don’t think I’m any worse than Hunter Warren.

But why doesn’t Grandmother trust me, why don’t you love me, and even Hunter Warren looks down on me.

You keep saying he’s my brother, that I should care for him.

But why are all of you so unfair to me?

There was a time when I even doubted myself because of your attitudes.

I don’t know what I’ve done wrong.

But you all treat me like garbage, despising me.

If loving you is wrong, then tell me, what meaning is left for the word love?

My feelings for you aren’t less than his, so why can he have you, and I can’t?

Just because he’s the heir to the Warren Group?

Just because he has more?

If that’s the case, then I’ll have to take everything he owns for myself.

What Hunter Warren can have, so can I, Lucas Warren.

I am the eldest son of the Warren family; this should have all been mine."

"Take? The Warren Group will never change hands.

If you two brothers continue like this, you’ll only end up hurting each other.

Do you really want to watch the Warren Group fall in your internal struggle?"

"What does it have to do with me? The Warren Group has never been my concern."

Lucas snorted disdainfully; the Warren Group mattered nothing to him.

Faye clenched her fist, her palms trembling slightly.

"Faye, I want you. If you come to me, I’ll let Hunter and the Warren Group go.

That secret, for your sake, I’ll take it to the grave with me.

I won’t mind your past because of your love for that man.

As much as he cherishes you, I’ll cherish you more. As much as he loves you, I’ll love you more.

No, I’ll do even more, much more.

As long as you come to me, I’ll forget everything before and start anew with you."

Faye closed her eyes, her face full of pain and unease.