My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 949 - 948: Name your price, how much would it take for you to talk?

Chapter 949: Chapter 948: Name your price, how much would it take for you to talk?

About a minute later, "Vivid Folkstyle" replied to her: Hello, who are you?

Upon seeing the reply, Rebecca Kelloway immediately wrote back: You mentioned that Maddox Allenson’s one-year break to study abroad was related to the Female Lead 1 in his crew. Could you tell me more about this?

After nearly another minute, "Vivid Folkstyle" replied: I’m sorry, I can’t reveal any more details. Please stop inquiring about this. You won’t get any answers from me.

Seeing his reply, Rebecca Kelloway’s face fell slightly.

"Rebecca, are you still playing?" one of the wealthy young ladies, who Rebecca had asked to accompany her, couldn’t help asking as they noticed her silence while holding her phone.

Rebecca’s mind was fully preoccupied with the comment she had just seen.

She was eager to know what exactly was the connection between Maddox Allenson’s one-year hiatus and Joanna Lawrence.

She had a hunch that the truth would not bode well for Joanna.

The person she hated most right now was Joanna Lawrence.

She had never despised someone so much in her entire life.

Anything that could cause Joanna misery and pain would greatly relieve Rebecca’s resentment.

The more unfortunate Joanna was, the more pleasurable Rebecca felt.

She wished that despicable woman would suddenly drop dead.

This would really delight her.

She loathed that despicable woman.

"I’m done playing," Rebecca said with a straight face, taking out a card from her bag. She called over the waiter to settle the bill, then stood up, bag in hand under the dissatisfied gazes of the other girls. "— I have other matters to attend to. We’ll go out to play again sometime."

Having said that, she didn’t care what the others thought and turned around to leave.

"What’s her deal? She asked us to come out and play, and not even an hour has passed before she leaves."

"It’s not like it’s your first day knowing her. She has always been capricious."

"Who would dare to speak up against her? With her status and background, can any of you air your discontent to her face?"

"Has anyone noticed that Rebecca seems to be in a bad mood lately? Who pissed her off?"

"Who else could it be? She probably had another setback with Young Master Ashton of the Heath family. What exactly is she thinking, harboring a crush on him for over 20 years, and being rejected all the while, yet still persisting. She’s a well-bred lady, all aspects of her life are excellent, she doesn’t need to demean herself. Does Young Master Ashton look like a god to make her this obsessed? Has anyone seen Young Master Ashton?"

"I’ve seen him once..."

"You have? How does he look? Does he truly look divine?"

"Well, he is exceptionally handsome, truly divine. You’ll understand when you see him, I guarantee that you will never forget him in your life."

"Is he really that handsome?"

"To put it simply, all the men I’ve seen in my life combined are not as attractive as him. If I were Rebecca, and there was such an outstanding man beside me since childhood, I’m certain I would not be attracted to any other man."

*

Rebecca Kelloway walked out of the bar. The valet brought over her car and respectfully handed her the car keys.

After receiving them, she got into the car and opened the private chat page with the user called "Vivid Folkstyle".

She reread their conversation for a while, thought for a moment, then sent another message: Name your price. How much do you want to reveal what you know?