CHAPTER 749: CHAPTER 749: YOU’VE SAID ENOUGH OF YOUR UGLY WORDS

Peach Bell hunched her shoulders, watching their interaction, she couldn’t interject at all.

In contrast, she felt like a complete outsider.

She disliked this feeling, so she tugged Jasper Sinclair’s sleeve slightly and whispered, "Brother Jasper, just forget it."

Nora Northwood lifted her eyelids again, looking at their little movements, "Forget it? You’ve gained such a huge advantage, and one ’forget it’ ends it all?"

The former Cinderella who lived under others’ roof, turned into the little lover of the richest man.

To say it’s a huge advantage is not an exaggeration.

Peach Bell bit her lip, saying, "Sister Nora, I’ve already refused you!"

Nora glanced at her casually, "You refused me because you lack confidence in yourself, as soon as Jasper regains his memory, he will undoubtedly abandon you and return to my side."

As she spoke, Nora’s tone suddenly became playful, "Jasper will regain his memory, it’s just a matter of time. You might as well take this chance, do the Sinclair Family a favor, and who knows, he might keep thinking of you."

Peach Bell widened her eyes, wanting to deny her words, but realized it was the truth.

The faint hope left in her heart was shattered at this moment!

Jasper Sinclair said nothing, looking deeply at Nora’s face, wondering if the past him really loved this woman?

In a place unnoticed by others, there was a subtle change in his pupils.

The conversation still ended unpleasantly, Nora clearly felt that her patience was running out.

As the new month approached, there was a huge pile-up of work back home, she couldn’t stay in Melbourne for long.

Thus, she gave them the final deadline: "The Sinclair Family’s private business jet will arrive at the airport on the 31st in the morning, Terminal T2, I hope you will come voluntarily, don’t make a scene in public."

Peach Bell was indecisive, looking for help towards Jasper Sinclair, but found the man’s gaze wasn’t on her at all.

She stared for a long time without any response, inevitably panicking.

In a state of panic, people often make wrong decisions, so she spoke up with a denial: "We’ve decided to stay in Melbourne, we won’t cooperate with you."

Those two short sentences seemed to drain her of energy.

Nora looked at her, a cold curve forming at the corner of her mouth: "Since when did you get to make decisions for my man?"

With that said, Nora didn’t intend to linger any longer.

As Nora’s footsteps lifted, Jasper Sinclair’s gaze followed her figure.

Melbourne’s June weather was on the chilly side.

She wore a fitting knit dress with a coat wrapped around, elegant yet full of poise.

The sound of high heels striking the floor gradually faded.

After walking some distance, the sound abruptly ceased, the creator of the sound added to her previous words: "I’ve put the ugly truth out there, I’m giving you three days because I hope you understand, don’t wait until I run out of patience."

Jasper Sinclair looked at her profile and responded in a low voice, "You’ve said enough ugly truth."

This time, Nora did not respond.

After several confrontations, she had already discovered that the man after losing his memory seemed to particularly enjoy unsettling her.

Ignoring him was better, as responding even a little would encourage him further.

Following Nora Northwood, Lily Sloan still couldn’t believe Jasper Sinclair would become like this.