Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 459 Black Market

"Yes, you are right. So do you still want to persuade me?" Alice smiled, which made people feel bitterly.

Thompson paused for a moment and then continued. "Alice, I will help you. If Jonathan doesn't treat you well or something happens to you, you can let me know at any time. After all, we are still friends, aren't we? "

Alice was not moved to tears. Instead, she looked at Thompson indifferently and joked, "So we are just friends, aren't we?"

Thompson was confused by this question. He kept smiling but didn't answer. Finally, Alice picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

It was hot now, but Alice didn't feel hot at all. When Alice was at home, she always feel nervous so she sweated a lot every day and felt very hot.

It would not happen if she could live a normal life, concluded by Alice. Which meant that everything in her current life was abnormal.

"What's your plan in the future?" Thompson squinted and kept stroking the emerald ring on his thumb. This ring had been with him for a long time, which also showed his love for jewelry and jade.

"I don't know. Maybe I will leave this city after this matter is over." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Alice looked at the distance. She didn't know what was trapping her, but she always felt that she was in a maze and she couldn't get out of it. Not only her body, but also her heart was tightly entangled by something invisible.

Alice didn't dare to imagine what would happen in the future. Would she really have a future?

"Go ahead. If you don't have enough money, just tell me." Thompson shrugged helplessly and said honestly.

For people like Thompson, the most precious thing was not money, but being happy.

But most of the time, things went against his wishes. Only those who had money could be happy, and the unhappiness in their lives would be magnified. Once they fell into such a vicious cycle, the peace in their heart would be gone.

"Thank you. After all, we are still friends." With a sigh, Alice responded to Thompson with what he said before.

Thompson didn't care about what she said, "When will you divorce him?"

"Will you tell Jonathan about it?" Alice suddenly thought of this question, though she had considered it before.

"No, I won't. who do you think I am?" Thompson answered quickly, pretending to be angry.

"I don't know. It will take some time to prepare." Alice breathed a sigh of relief.

"In fact, it's okay for you to tell him. I'm not afraid of him. Others think I'm afraid of Jonathan, and sometimes I feel real fear when I saw him. But what happened that night told me that I was not afraid of anyone. "

Glancing indifferently at the young boy who was about to leave, Alice inexplicably felt calm.

In the past many years, Alice believed that she had to get what she wanted, otherwise her life would not be completed. But today, she found that doing nothing was everything.

"Alice, I have never understood you." Thompson looked at Alice, trying to figure out what was on her mind, but he failed.

"You don't have to understand me, Thompson. I know what you want, so let's save these unimportant things."

Alice smiled sadly. But she became more composed and confident. No matter what would happen in the future, she would not fall.

"..."

Without saying a word, Thompson watched Alice get up and leave. From Alice's slow pace, Thompson saw a rare charm on her.

He hadn't found that Alice was such a charming woman before. At that time, Alice was arrogant and rude and only focused on revenging on Jacob. But now, Thompson couldn't understand.

Thompson had been sitting here alone for a while. He could have found a woman to have a good time, but now he was not in the mood.

Alice's words were just a warning. Thompson didn't know what Alice would do, but he had a feeling that Jonathan would suffer very soon.

Jonathan thought he could control a woman after they got married. But the reality would tell him which one of them really took charge in the marriage.

However, Thompson didn't care about that now. He didn't care about anything.

He had thought he cared about Sara. Later, he thought he cared about Jacob, and then he thought he cared about Alice's revenge.

Now, Thompson didn't care about anything. He didn't care about what would happen to them. He only cared about himself.

It was a big dream for him to start a company and make it grow bigger and stronger.

Thompson had been working hard all the time. What he had done before all to service one goal: to get a higher position.

The people around him were just his chess pieces, but today, Thompson found that he wanted to know these their feelings.

Thompson stood up and went out too. But he didn't go back to the company, nor to look for women, and he didn't go to find Jonathan neither. Instead, he went to a high-end club alone.

The so-called black market had always existed in this city. Under the shadow, many things against moral principles could be sold here.

Of course, including people's private information. Jacob regarded himself as a decent man. He wouldn't go to places like black market. But Thompson didn't let his guard down. He was very careful every time he went to the black market.

He still remembered that he was almost framed by Jacob last time. Sitting in the club, Thompson looked gloomy and cold.

"Boss, how's it going? Should we do it now?"

A man in black with a scar on his face and sunglasses stood respectfully in front of Thompson. Obviously, he was a pro.

"I'm still thinking about it, but I have something more important to do now." Thompson squinted his eyes and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Well... Boss, do you really have a crush on that woman? "

Only after the man in black finished his words did he realize that he had said something wrong. Even if there was no outsider here, it was not allowed to say something wrong in front of Thompson. No one could talk casually in front of Thompson, not even his confidant.

But this time, Thompson didn't blame the men in black. Instead, he kept silent as if he admitted what that man said.

The man in black was surprised and stopped talking.

"Well, how is Jacob recently?" Thompson turned a deaf ear to the question just now and lay back on the broad sofa.

The decoration in this room was the best of the best in the country, and Thompson was the owner of this place.

In name, Thompson was just a jewelry merchant, but in fact, he had a much larger scope of business.

At least everyone in the field had heard of Thompson's name.

Half of Thompson's industries were in jewelry just because he liked jewelry, and most of his business were run in the black market.

What on earth was the black market? In this place, people could sell goods from jewelry to rare antiques. People could find everything here. It was also because of this that Thompson enjoyed a widespread reputation in this underground kingdom.