Serve No One This Life



Chapter 223 Gift

Furrowing her brows slightly, Sarah gazed silently at Fanny.

Fanny's behavior today is different from what I had heard. According to the Kins brothers, Fanny is gentle and kind. She's so kind-hearted that she would cry for a while even if she accidentally stepped on an ant. But what Fanny had just tried to do clearly had nothing to do with kindness.

Sarah calmed her mind before saying flatly, "Fanny, I don't want to interfere in your family affairs. But I hope you will stop in the future. I can't keep silent if something happens to him." The sense of panic within Fanny earlier seemed to have dissipated. Instead, she slowly became somewhat composed.

Disdain filled her eyes as she sized Sarah up. "Sarah, stop acting so morally superior and accusing me. What's the matter? Do you see yourself as a maidenly and kind woman? We are just as bad as each other. No one is virtuous here." "I don't know what you're talking about." Sarah had no intention of paying attention to Fanny.

"You don't know?" Fanny approached Sarah and elaborated softly, "You think you're innocent? You've been holding onto Yusof while engaging in immoral affairs behind closed doors. Hmph. You're not any better. Forget about escaping unscathed tomorrow if you dare to speak out about today's events."

Sarah's face turned slightly pale as she stared at Fanny.

Upon seeing Sarah's expression, Fanny felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. Furthermore, she knew James wouldn't spare Sarah either if she really exposed the matter.

"That's more like it. I can still put in some good words in front of James and ask him to give you more money to save your dying father."

With these words, Fanny left with a smug smile.

Once she exited the hospital, she suppressed her smile. It was all Sarah's fault for getting in the way. It looks like this plan of mine won't work anymore. I have to think of another plan. Sarah's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity as she watched Fanny walk away.

Meanwhile, outside the VIP wards, Angela was out for a slight breath of fresh air. Finally, she remembered Jonathan, whom she had left in the ward.

I think I truly had lost my mind back there. It would have been much better if I had just responded gracefully. But no! I just had to run away. Great! That just made me look like I was hiding something.

When she returned to the ward, she saw Sarah standing still at the door.

"Can I help you?" Angela approached her and asked directly.

Upon seeing Angela, Sarah slowly smiled. "I came to check on you."

"Oh." Angela looked at Sarah suspiciously.

As far as I remember, Sarah and I aren't so close to the point that she will show this much concern for me.

Sarah hesitated a little. Glancing around, she eventually approached Angela and whispered, "I just saw Fanny visit her biological father in the general ward."

Upon hearing that, Angela nodded. Then, she said, "Her business is not my concern."

Sarah pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. After much thought, she continued, "Regardless, Mike is still your foster father. You should still pay a little more attention to him if you have time." Angela frowned.

Before she could reply, Sarah interrupted, "Thank you for treating my father. I shall be going now."

Angela was at a loss for words.

Is Sarah purposely here to tell me this nonsense?

Angela was puzzled. Based on my understanding of her, it should be unlikely.

If so, what's her intention in mentioning Fanny and Mike specifically?

"What's wrong?" Jonathan walked out. "Who were you talking to just now?"

With something on her mind, Angela forgot about the embarrassment from earlier and repeated what Sarah had said.

After listening, Jonathan's eyes flashed slightly. Then, he spoke, "I will have someone keep an eye on this matter. Take care of yourself, and don't worry about others' affairs."

"Okay." Angela obediently nodded, looking as docile as a lamb.

Three days later, Angela was finally discharged from the hospital.

Jonathan personally came to pick her up.

Angela was somewhat surprised by the gesture.

Halfway through the drive, Angela realized that they were not heading home.

Slightly puzzled, she asked, "Jonathan, where are we going?"

"To the Westbourg Peaks." Jonathan turned the steering wheel. As he drove, he explained, "My friend has a villa there. We can go there to have some fun."

Westbourg Peaks, where one could ski and go on a vacation. It was a very leisurely and relaxing place.

During holidays, there was a constant stream of tourists visiting the mountain. She had previously heard Jessica mention several times that she wanted to go there. However, it was difficult to book.

To her surprise, it turned out to be Jonathan's friend who operated the place.

Angela felt grateful. "Is this a gift for my discharge?"

"Yes," Jonathan confessed before continuing, "You've been studying, and I haven't taken you to an outing. It's the holidays now, and my friends have been wanting to meet you. So, I set up this meeting. It's okay. Calm down." With these words, Angela became even more nervous.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" she hurriedly complained.

After that, she lowered her head to look at her clothes, which were indeed too plain.

As the partner of a business tycoon, even if I'm no expert in business talks, at least I should make Jonathan proud in terms of appearance.

Jonathan couldn't help but smile. "How can I surprise you if I have told you in advance? Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Tonight, we will countdown to the New Year together. Don't worry. They are all easy to get along with." Angela said somewhat awkwardly, "But I'm not properly dressed."

Jonathan said with a smile, "It's okay. You look good like this. Besides, you are my wife. They dare not say anything."

Angela sighed secretly and facepalmed herself.

Indeed, all men are alike. Even Jonathan is no exception. They simply don't understand women's minds!

Showing up in a meeting like this makeup-free is worse than dressing plainly!

I am a woman! How can I possibly appear at my husband's get-together without makeup?

Oh, this frustration is killing me!

Two hours later, they arrived at their destination. Before getting out of the car, a staff came up to help.

After exiting the car, Jonathan handed the car keys to the staff.

A quaint and vintage-looking wooden sign heaved in Angela's sight.

Elysian Villa was the name engraved on it.

It seemed to have a touch of a heavenly martial arts vibe.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, the villa's entrance did not exude a high-end luxurious feel. Rather, it had a sense of elegance.

Surrounded by white snow, the villa nestled in it, giving off a somewhat secluded vibe.

Looking at the entrance, Angela felt like she was watching the opening scene of a TV series when the protagonist entered.

Seeing Angela in a daze, Jonathan directly took her hand and led her inside.

Jonathan's palm was warm and carried a hint of calluses.

The heater in the lobby was on full blast. The thick curtains shut off the cold outside.

Even though the tables, chairs, and sofas inside were all quaint, they weren't entirely old-fashioned, giving a feeling of blending the old and the new. Angela didn't see any problem with the design. In fact, she thought it combined the best of both past and modern, and the overall vibe was not jarring. Upon seeing the two holding hands, everyone smiled widely and stood up to greet them.

Since Angela knew none of these people, she could only politely respond.

There were both men and women present. Angela speculated that each man must have brought a female companion.

Compared to their carefully dressed appearance, Angela suddenly felt that her outfit looked shabby today.

Angela dispiritedly forced a smile and responded.

But since Jonathan was the one who led her in, she attracted the attention of many people after being introduced.

Although she looked young and innocent, no one dared to underestimate her.

Several women approached Angela and warmly shook her hand. "You look so young. Are you still studying?"

"Yes, I'm a sophomore." Angela quickly adapted. She had dealt with these situations in her past life. "Is that bracelet from Countess Glamour's latest collection? Oh my God. I can't believe you managed to get it. How impressive." Women naturally wouldn't run out of topics as soon as they talked about handbags and jewelry.

Daniel clicked his tongue a few times and raised an eyebrow at Jonathan. "Angie is quite impressive. She has already made friends."

Jonathan's mood lifted as he smirked. Then, he glanced at Daniel's hand, saying, "Get your hand off me."

Just then, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.