Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Sam didn't know how to refute.

He wanted to say he hadn't done so. However, when he saw the hair in his hand, he really did not know what to say to defend himself.

In the end, Sam just said, "Forget it, even though I didn't mean it, it has already happened. Since I was wrong, I apologize. You can do whatever you want. But..." He paused as his eyes fell on the computer screen. "Can you please finish amending the words?" Olivia was baffled.

"Mr. Sorrento, how much more inhumane can you get? Do you have any idea how much we writers value our hair? Look at my hair... I don't have much to begin with. Doesn't your conscience hurt when you tear off such a large chunk?" Olivia pointed to her hair while speaking.

Sam hadn't noticed it before. However, after hearing what she said, he took a glance at her hair.

He felt that she might have exaggerated a little. Although it wasn't thick, at least it looked normal. So, Sam replied straightforwardly, "You look like you have a good amount of hair on your head." Olivia was speechless. Sam put his palms together and said, "I'm sorry, I'm genuinely sorry. It was my fault, but I did not mean it. I will be sure to make it up to you as long as you finish amending your work. Deal?" When Olivia noticed how anxious he was about the work and the lack of remorse for pulling out her hair, Olivia snorted and said, "I'm not changing anything." "I've already made an exception by agreeing to amend the work in the first place. Now that you have offended me, I am definitely not making any changes." Sam was at a loss for words.

Sam was going crazy. Although Young Master Yardley and Young Madam were at the Yardley Mansion, Sam had no idea how long they were planning on staying there. He guessed that he had at least up until lunchtime.

But what about after lunch? Young Master Yardley and Young Madam probably weren't planning to spend the entire day at the Yardley Mansion, were they? They would have to head back for lunch. After that, Young Master Yardley would most probably ask for the information from him.

If Olivia refused to amend it for him, would he have to submit this overbearing and evil romance to Young Master Yardley by that time? It was his fault.

He shouldn't have hired a ghostwriter through the inteand also not check what genre the writer specialized in after hire just because the matter was urgent.

It could be said that he dug his own grave.

"It genuinely wasn't my intention. How about this? Why don't you amend it first, then you can demand more money or do whatever you want." Olivia originally wanted to stand firm. However, when she heard that she could demand more money, she narrowed her eyes and questioned, "Who do you think I am? Do you think that I am such a money-minded person?" Sam uttered, "I..." "I want at least three times your initial offer!" Sam's words were still stuck in his throat. However, Olivia had already put three of her fingers in front of him.

Sam was speechless.

He fell silent and lowered his eyes.

Fine, sure enough, money makes the mare go.

Humans were the same.

"Deal! Now, can you please amend it?" "Alright!" In an instant, Olivia left the matter of her hair behind. She sat in front of her computer and began typing away. Sam's initial offer was very attractive. Now that it was tripled, she realized that she would be able to take a break from work for a while.

She could not bear to rack her brains every day.

Olivia was very efficient and quickly amended her work. She only needed to delete the parts where Sam did not like.

Sam stared at her while she worked. He would occasionally chip in and say, "You can delete this part. I don't think it would be of much help to him." "And also this. This... is unnecessary." Olivia looked at him as she deleted it. She couldn't help but ask, "By the way, does the Young Master Yardley that you mentioned, have amnesia?" Sam was shocked when he heard her question. He then stared at her with a warning gaze.

"How did you know?" As an author, he did not tell her anything about Young Master Yardley's current situation. He just told her that he needed someone to translate his words into writing Not only that, he did not even mention Young Master Yardley's full name. He just referred to Maddox as Young Master Yardley.

Now, Olivia was asking such a question...

Olivia could sense danger coming her way when she saw his warning gaze. She was so shocked that her hand holding the mouse trembled a little.

She rolled her eyes as she said, "Please. If he does not have amnesia, why would you hireto write this down for you? Even a dummy would know." Sam was dumbfounded.

Was that so? "I have a very good imagination. Lettell you what I know judging by your words. Not only has your Young Master Yardley lost his memory but he has been working hard to restore it. He had taken a lot of effort to restore his memory and might have suffered a lot in the process. However, your Young Madam must be in distress but he is reluctant to let her feel sorry for him. That is why he'd rather suffer in silence, am I right?" Sam looked at her in shock. She was totally right.

Things were exactly the way she said it was. She said that she guessed it, but how could she be so precise? As if seeing through the doubts in his heart, Olivia said, "I could roughly

tell what's happening halfway through writing the story. Man, it sounds like Young Master Yardley lives a very tic and interesting life. Here, I have a suggestion. Letuse the idea and cup with a story. I won't take your money today. What do you think?" "You want to cup with a story?" Olivia nodded. "Yes. You know that I'm a writer. I think it's a good idea." Sam immediately shook his head and refused, "No." "Why not? I told you that I will not take your money."

Sam's face was cold. "Believe me, if this story gets out, you should be afraid of the people you have m offended By then, you don't even need to think of living!" He said it so frighteningly, he had successfully scared Olivia off. "Okay! I understand!" She cried.

Forget it. Although the idea was very creative, she was just a nameless writer. If she really offended someone, she knew that she would suffer in the future.

Soon after, Sam's expression remained impassive as he transferred three times the amount of money to Olivia's Paypal account. Then, he took the document and left.

After he left, Olivia washed her face and went back to sleep.

Ever since Vera returned hto live with her mother, she had instilled the habit of going to bed and waking up early. She would alway cook with her mother and go to the hospital to visit her father. The 48 hours observation period had passed but Vera's father, David, still had not woken up. However, the doctor said that he was already out of the woods. Vera and Mabie were relieved to hear the news. Mabie breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the news. "That's good. Vera, when your father wakes up, you must apologize. Do not upset your father." Vera nodded with a hint of emotion in her eyes.

"Mom, I know what to do." She had such a bad temper before, and her temper had never changed all these years. If it weren't because of her father's sudden car accident, she wouldn't have known what it felt like to lose somebody.

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