Andrew couldn’t help the corner of his mouth twitching, when had he ever invited Zachary over to his house?
Before he could say anything, he saw Zachary making eyes at himself.
That face, which was always icy and cold, rarely appeared a few points of pleading and girlish pouting.
Andrew even had the illusion that if he did not agree with her, Zachary would immediately cry out in sadness.
This girl, also has such a side ah?
Andrew thought, so he didn’t refuse and gave a hmmm.
Zachary was overjoyed, “That’s great, it’s a deal, let’s go, I’ll walk you out!”
Mr. Dumoulin wanted to follow, but was stopped by Zachary, “We kids are talking amongst ourselves, why are you getting involved dad.”
“Alright then,” Mr. Dumoulin reluctantly stood still and rubbed his hands together, “Then you go and send it off, remember to make sure you watch Andrew get into the car and then come back ah, or else dad won’t feel at ease.”
Zachary hmmmed and walked out with Andrew.
In the garden of the villa, she took the initiative to speak, “I’m sorry for making you cooperate with my drama, how much do you want?”
“What money?” Andrew hadn’t responded.
Zachary then explained, “It’s the money for you cooperating with me in acting, I really need you to help me act right now, don’t worry, I won’t let you help for nothing, I’ll give you this money.”
Acting?
Hearing this, Andrew’s heart gave birth to a few points of hidden unhappiness.
So all that enthusiasm from Zachary in the villa was all an act?
Even though he had obviously helped her so much, all those things, they were all measured by Zachary in terms of money?
“No!” Andrew refused in a cold tone, “I just came to get my cell phone today, I saw that you are an alumnus of the OU school, so I helped you out, just this once, there won’t be another time.”
He didn’t want to become someone else’s tool.
After saying this, Andrew took a big step forward, his back was already colored with a bit of anger.
Zachary rushed up and pulled Andrew’s arm, “Just three times, three times only!”
Without giving Andrew a chance to speak, Zachary continued, “I know you guys are leaving soon, just think of it as a favor to me, I can’t think of anyone else but you who can change my current situation.”
Just three times, three times was enough!
“So what’s your situation now?” Andrew asked.
In the face of this question, Zachary was silent.
The fire that had just been suppressed, once again surged upwards, Andrew deadened his face, his tone was a few points more gloomy, “Forget it, I don’t want to know, what’s your situation, what’s it got to do with me, in short, I’m not interested in helping someone who’s using me.”
“I admit that I’m using you, and after three times, when those three times are over, I’ll tell you why, plus I promise that I won’t let my father get anything out of your family.”
The only reason Mr. Dumoulin had turned a hundred and eighty degrees on her was because Andrew knew her.
Zachary was well aware of this, which was why she tried so hard to keep Andrew.
Andrew was the only hope she and her mom had left.
“Please!” Zachary spoke sincerely again, “Just three times, and after that, I won’t bother you again.”
Andrew: “…”
He didn’t answer, his thin lips had tightened into a line, even his back was taut.
Zachary waited and waited, the light in his eyes had gradually dimmed.
And at that moment, Andrew was heard to open his mouth, “After three o’clock tomorrow afternoon, you can come over, the address I will text you.”