Hearing the impatience and annoyance in her tone, Raphael's face darkened.
He took a step forward, standing in front of her, his tone carrying a hint of anger, "Deanna, do you have to speak to me in this manner?"
Raphael's gaze was intense, firmly fixed on her.
Deanna found it amusing, looking at him askance, she mocked, "Do I have to be gentle with you? Who do you think you are?"
The words came naturally, as if they were meant to be spoken that way.
Raphael's eye twitched slightly, he took a deep breath and said, "Fine, I'll get to the point. Regarding Emily's situation online, I hope you can persuade Mr. Mercer to withdraw the public opinion."
Deanna snorted coldly, why should she listen to him?
She couldn't be bothered with him, rolling her eyes, she prepared to enter the room.
Raphael's voice came from behind her, "I can give you five hundred thousand!"
He thought, five hundred thousand, enough to ensure she's well off.
She wouldn't refuse, would she?
Upon hearing this, Deanna turned her head, her gaze icy.
She mocked, "Five hundred thousand to dismiss a beggar? I'm more interested in the shares and properties of the Jones family."
Those were worth much more than five hundred thousand.
Did the Jones family and the Howard family think she was a fool?
As she spoke, Raphael's face also turned cold.
He said sternly, "Deanna, don't be too greedy. Do you really think the Mercer family would be interested in you? Have you even taken a look at yourself? Do you really think he can protect you for a lifetime?"
He believed that Deanna's arrogance was only because she had Mr. Mercer backing her up.
How long could Mr. Mercer remain interested in her?
Just pursuing appearances, it's only fresh for a moment, it won't last long.
Offering her five hundred thousand was already the biggest concession.
Deanna's eyes flashed with anger as she stared at him, sharpness evident in her words, "Am I greedy?"
She sneered, retorting, "The properties and shares of the Jones family were left to me by my mother. Who's the greedy one here, trying to seize what belongs to others?"
Raphael was taken aback by her words, unable to refute them.
Regardless of who left them, now they were in Mr. Jones's hands, they belonged to the Jones family.
She was already abandoned by the Jones family, she shouldn't be trying to lay claim to those things.
He wanted to say something, but her sharp words struck him again, "And you, what are you with Emily for? Isn't it because you covet what she has in the Jones family? Do you have the qualifications to say such things?"
Emily was shameless, and Raphael was no different from her.
She found it amusing, what qualifications did he have to mock her?
Her current situation was all thanks to them!
Thinking of this, she spoke bluntly, "What's wrong with someone like me? It's the Mercer family who's protecting me now. He's not like you, saying sweet words but turning around to be with other women. Raphael, you really make people sick."
Someone like her?
She didn't have a noble status or abundant wealth, but at least she had her dignity.
Didn't they think she and Mr. Mercer were a pair?
Then let them think that way.
After saying this, she turned around and entered the room, leaving Raphael outside the door.
Raphael's face turned livid, his fists clenched.
She really got involved with Mr. Mercer.
Raphael felt as if a stone was blocking his chest, making it hard to breathe.
Today, it seemed, there would be no discussion.
His gaze darkened as he turned and left.
After entering the room, Deanna's face turned pale.
She sighed, it was really unlucky to run into Raphael.
Chloe and Gregory walked over, Chloe curiously asked, "Mommy, what's wrong? Why do you look unhappy?"
Gregory also frowned sensitively; mommy wasn't acting like herself today.
"Meow" The two little kittens also ran over, circling around her legs, as if trying to comfort her.
She softened, not wanting them to worry.
Suppressing her emotions, she tiredly smiled and said, "Mommy's fine, you guys go play with the kitties."
Gregory and Chloe exchanged glances; there was definitely something wrong with mommy.
But if mommy didn't want to say, they wouldn't ask.
The two children obediently picked up the kittens and went inside.
Deanna sat on the sofa, her hand supporting her forehead, unable to describe her current mood.
The person she once loved had come all the way here just for another woman.
She had let go of Raphael, feeling no bitterness, just a wave of disgust.
How did she ever fall for such a thing?
At night, when she was about to enter the bedroom, Gregory came running over, with Chloe following closely behind, like a little tail.
"What's wrong, Chloe, Gregory?"
She lowered her head, asking softly.
Today, with her mind in turmoil and exhausted, she didn't have the energy to play with the children properly.
She hoped they wouldn't blame her.
"Mommy, I want to sleep with you!"
Gregory held onto her arm.
Chloe also said, "Mommy, I want to sleep with you too!"
After speaking, she pouted silently, acting spoiled.
Deanna smiled gently; she knew what these two children were thinking.
Seeing her in a bad mood, they wanted to accompany her and cheer her up.
"Alright."
Her heart warmed; holding the two children's hands, she went back to the bedroom.