Leyla’s fruit stall business is still booming, she is very busy, since that time and Dolly with a trip to the cafe, she has been working harder than before, on the one hand, she really needs enough money to better support herself and her and Archie’s son, on the other hand, the waiter’s contempt for her that day, and Dolly’s disdain for her, have made her full of to make the best of her business!
During the lunch break, she casually put a newspaper on the floor and sat on it with her knees, because the weather was getting hot, she held a big plastic umbrella by her side with the words ‘Coca-Cola’ printed on it.
A man in his early twenties came to her fruit stall with a gangly look and a black baseball cap on his head. Despite the simple style of the cap, a discerning eye could see that it was an extravagant accessory of high society.
The man took a low look at Leyla, who had no image to speak of, and casually picked up one of the apples on her stand and began to play with it.
A pink apple was tossed back and forth between his long, slender left and right hands, and the sound of the apple landing in his palm made Leyla look up and meet the man’s eyes.
“If you’re not buying it, put it down now!” Leyla yelled at him.
Stephen’s mouth pulled up in a frivolous smile, “It’s just an apple, even if you sell it, how much money will you make?”
Leyla heard even more hair: “You bring it to me!” At the end of the sentence, she reached out and tried to snatch it out of his hand.
Stephen deftly turned around to avoid Leyla’s ‘Nine Yin White Bone Claw’, and he threw the apple in his hand higher: “I wonder if Evan knew his own daughter was selling fruit on the street, would he feel that his fifty years of old face was going to be disgraced by this big Miss?”
Leyla was shocked, she deliberately chose the location of the fruit stall here, just to stay away from the James Group, although she always told herself again and again not to take into account the face of that father, but by others, she still felt fear for no reason.
He knows her identity? She doesn’t remember telling anyone about what she did before along with her identity. This person in front of her, who she hasn’t seen since she was born, who the hell is he?
“You’re the one he sent? What for? To see how I am living on the streets?” Leyla glared at Stephen: “I eat with my own skills and support myself, what’s shameful about letting him, but it’s him, the tiger, who abandoned his own daughter, his behavior is the most shameful and disgraceful.”
Stephen flung the apple behind his back and applauded Leyla with a wide grin on his brow: “Yes! Bravo! Missy has such backbone, she’s an object of admiration!!! You’re not wrong, what’s wrong is the father who disowned you!!!”
Stephen said Leyla was confused, if he was sent by Evan, it should be a word to mock himself, and her father used people, always pick the old, senior old man, this person in front of him is at most twenty-one two, and so temperamental, should not be sent by Evan.
“You have nothing to get out, I do not have time to talk to you here, I have to do business …” he looked down on his own eyes that is the real heartfelt disdain and contempt, her impression of such people value instantly dropped to the freezing point.
She began to organize her stall, Stephen took a step back and pulled out a thick pile of bills from nowhere and waved them in front of her eyes: “I know Missy is not the same as it used to be, I also know that money is a very important thing to you, once you waved your hand, millions of millions is not a problem, but now, you take a forty or fifty thousand, it has become very difficult, right? ?”
People in business, especially those in small business, are extremely sensitive to money. Before being kicked out of her home, she never thought that one day she would become so concerned about money, so when the pile of bills in Stephen’s hand appeared in front of her eyes, she was inevitably moved.
“This pile of money, enough to buy you half a month of fruit, right?” Stephen looked at her dead eyes on the money, the heart is more pleased, there is no person, is he can not handle, people live in this world, is not for the status, fame, honor, to put it bluntly, is for the money: “I can give you this money, provided that you do me a favor, the thing is done, of course, I will honor my promise. ”
“I knew you wouldn’t give it to me for nothing.” Leyla muttered in a small voice.
Stephen came closer and shook the bill in his hand, “Because there’s no such thing as a free lunch.”
“Come on, how can I help you?” Leyla said impatiently.
Stephen laughed out loud from the sidelines, “Well, since I’m the one asking for your help, I’m naturally in the lower position.” He tugged the hat on his head: “You and Dolly, do you know each other?”
“Yeah.” Leyla responded, “She and I have an unholy grudge.”
In fact, the latter half of the sentence is only Leyla had the intention to say, Dolly after all, in her most difficult time to help her a hand, although she is now such a life is thanks to her, but their own previous high when she did not have a hard time on her.
In this way, Leyla felt that she and Dolly were even.
“Coincidentally, I kinda hate her too.” Stephen replied, “That’s why it’s all the more important for us to be on a united front and join forces!”
Leyla got alert: “What do you want me to do to her?” She had suffered many losses in dealing with Dolly before, or she wouldn’t have been reduced to this.
Stephen fished a small, thin metal device-like object out of his jacket pocket and told Dolly, “You just have to find an opportunity to put this in Dolly’s phone.”
Leyla picked the metal object out of Stephen’s palm: “What is this? How did I get this into her phone?”
“You need to find a reason to get her phone and just open the back case of her phone. This thing will attach to the inside of her phone and won’t let her notice anything, and as for what it is, you don’t need to know.”
Leyla put the little thing in her pocket: “Will you really give me a sum of money when it’s done?”
Stephen raised his eyebrows, “Do you see me as someone who would be short of money? I will do what I promised you, and what you promised me, I hope it will be handled properly as well.”
“So how do I find you after that?” Leyla asked.
“You don’t have to come to me, I’ll take the initiative to come to you first.” Stephen turned around with great panache, intending to move to leave.