Chapter 702 Annie’s Story: Dread(4)

Book:The Psychotic Girl's Revenge Published:2024-11-26

Annie looked at him in silence, and Jeremy laughed, “What’s wrong?”
“I know you are unwilling, but have you ever thought that even if you get it, you won’t be happy,”
she said, her eyes looking at someone who had been in hell for too long.
She thought that he had no idea what he wanted.
“What everyone else is fighting for is naturally what can make me happy.” Jeremy raised an eyebrow and took the ice cream cone from her hand and fed it to her lips. ‘Okay, eat it quickly, it’ll melt soon.”
Annie bit down with her head bowed, savoring the coolness for a long time. She made a decision, ‘Okay, I’ll help you, but when you get all this and aren’t happy, you have to tell me and I’ll take you away.”
Back to the Davis family.
Fishing by the lake, he was happy.
“So confident that if you help me, I can definitely get The Gustin family’s villa?” Jeremy laughed at her and continued to feed her ice cream, wiping her mouth from time to time.
“Try.” Annie smiled confidently and glanced at the tall buildings outside.
Her previous world did not have these, but in the future, she might not be unable to dominate here.

And so, Annie stayed by Jeremy’s side to help him.
Jeremy discovered that the Davis family had produced a gem, and it was no joke. Annie’s talent in learning surpassed that of ordinary people.
With just one stock, she studied the market for a month and past trading examples, and then she dared to play a game of empty-handed swindle. She made an electronic parts company that Jeremy had been barely operating to directly advance to the top tier in the country, and the brand became famous overnight.
It also became a classic trading incident.
At the Gustin family’s villa, Jeremy, who had never been taken seriously, sat at the head of the table at the family banquet for the first time. His father also agreed to move him up the corporate ladder and give him more authority.
He was hooked and wanted to continue.
What he had to do was squeeze out all the other brothers, including the now-popular Jeremiah.
Annie stayed by his side and the two of them successively created one brand after another, helping the Gustin Group achieve monopolies in niche areas.
Jeremy’s position continued to rise, but even so, he could never surpass his mother’s biological son.
No one outside the family knew, but his father knew perfectly well that this second son was nothing more than a bastard. It was of course good that he could help out the family, but naturally he was not qualified to take power.
This was where the first disagreement between Annie and Jeremy began.
Annie had always felt that people could compete, but they should compete fairly.
That lady bullied Jeremy for not having a good foundation and not being able to catch up to her son, so she deliberately helped Jeremy to repeatedly outperform Jeremiah in public.
That was enough.
But Jeremy was radical. Before an important signing meeting, he bribed a group of thugs to hit Jeremiah and his wife on the road, delaying their time and disappointing the elders of The Gustin family’s villa.
Jeremy kept this from Annie.
When it was done, he successfully became the director of the consortium’s annual key project, and Jeremiah, who had never made a mistake, was publicly scolded by his father for the first time.
At night, after attending a family banquet, Jeremy hurried to Annie’s bungalow with a bottle of red wine.
The walls of the bungalow’s courtyard were covered with climbing roses, green and lush, undulating like waves in the night wind.
He hurried up the wooden stairs, his voice flying, “Annie, I’ve brought a bottle of good wine to celebrate.”
He leaned against the doorway with a smile, then his smile froze on his face.
A large suitcase was open on the floor, and Annie was standing by the bed, packing clothes. Her usually gentle face was expressionless.
“What are you doing?”
He walked in and grabbed her wrist.
Annie wriggled out of his grip expressionlessly, bent down and put the clothes down in the suitcase. Jeremy wrenched her hands free and slammed the suitcase lid shut with force.
“Bang!”
There was a loud noise.
The window was open and the night wind was whistling through the curtains.
“What do you want? What have I done wrong?” He stared at her, breathing heavily.
Since she had come to China, he had spoiled her without any limits. She could do whatever she wanted and ask for whatever she wanted.
On hearing this, Annie stood up straight and looked at him coldly, “I’ve said it before, I don’t accept underhanded behavior, I won’t do it, and neither will you.”
Is that what this is about?
Jeremy laughed in his heart, but his face didn’t show it, and he placed his hands on her shoulders and cooed softly, “Annie, I know you’re kind, but I’m fighting for power, and there’s no kindness in fighting for power. Now the rest of the brothers have turned against me, and their methods are even less clean.”
“It’s fine for them to be dirty, but you can’t be.” Annie said without a second thought.
Jeremy’s expression froze as he listened to these words, but suddenly his throat went dry. ‘What?”
“I helped you because I hoped that you could let go of your hatred in this fight, and I also hoped that you could see how despicable it is and become disgusted.”
Annie stood in front of him, her almond-shaped eyes staring straight at him. ‘But I didn’t expect that you would hate those people who turned you into this, but you are rapidly turning into them.”
Before this, she had hinted at it to him, but he had been stubborn and tried to hide it from her.
Jeremy had never known that Annie harbored such thoughts. He was stunned for a moment, then said affectionately, “No matter what kind of person I am, isn’t it enough that I’m good to you? I will never change towards you.”
“Don’t,”
Annie simply pushed his hands away, bent down to open the suitcase, and continued to pack clothes into it.
Jeremy stood there, watching her pack with such decisive movements, his heart in turmoil. He couldn’t tell if it was because he lacked a helping hand or for some other reason.
He just knew that once she was gone, everything he now had would become a mirage again.
He couldn’t accept that.
He took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out a lighter to light it, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get it to catch.
He slammed the lighter down with some annoyance, removed the cigarette, and said, “So you don’t want me anymore?”
“…”
Annie silently closed the suitcase.
She wanted to drag him out of hell, but what could she do if he was willingly sinking deeper and deeper?
“Do you really want to go so decisively? Is it because of the trivial matter that I stopped Jeremiah today, or is it because of that man?”
Jeremy said, his fingers crushing the cigarette into a ball.
Annie stood up, dragging her suitcase, and looked at him doubtfully. Jeremy gave a sarcastic smile, “Ever since you came here, he’s been following us around like a ghost. Why, after spending so much time with me, are you bored and thinking about that Alonso guy again…”
“Pang!”
A clear slap.
Jeremy looked at her blankly, unable to believe that the girl, who usually didn’t even speak loudly, would hit him.
“Don’t make me be even more disappointed in you,”
She said coldly, pulling up her suitcase and leaving by his side, just as she had when she first arrived, without giving him any time to recover.