Chapter 327: Spared from the Death Penalty
Then he looked at the box of toys, which was worth about two hundred.
Evan Fairchild’s mood was as bright and clear as a warm spring day.
He knew how frugal Melody Monroe usually was. For her to spend so much money on a gift for him meant that his place in her heart was significant indeed!
’Ian got something worth two hundred. I got something worth twenty thousand!’
Melody Monroe saw him staring at the pen without a word, unable to guess what he was thinking or whether he liked it. She felt a little apprehensive.
"I love it." Evan Fairchild put the pen away and fixed his intense gaze on Melody Monroe.
Melody Monroe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I’m glad you like it."
’Otherwise, wouldn’t my twenty thousand have been spent for nothing?’
Suddenly, Evan Fairchild leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you."
Melody Monroe froze, then lowered her head, not daring to look at him. "Let’s go back to the hotel."
"Okay."
Evan Fairchild started the car, the smile never leaving the corners of his lips. He was in a wonderful mood!
"How did things go today?" he suddenly asked.
"It was a success! I signed the contract. Once the show starts, I’ll get the money. It’s almost twenty thousand!"
Evan Fairchild’s smile froze.
’She actually succeeded!’
’And Keith Coleman dared to turn off his phone? Does he have a death wish?!’
"Mr. Fairchild, now that I’m back in Rockwellburg, I was thinking of looking at some properties. I want to buy a house. What do you think?"
’So that’s it. She was only willing to buy me a gift because she was about to get money.’
’If the deal for this show hadn’t gone through, would I not have gotten a gift?’
’Why does she want to buy a house? It seems she still has no intention of being with me.’
He suddenly remembered what Ian Monroe had said before.
His mom said that when she could afford a big house like the one they lived in, she would take Ian and leave.
Just this morning, Evan Fairchild had thought she was starting to like him a little.
Now, that feeling was gone.
Back at the hotel, Melody Monroe pushed open the door and was stunned.
From behind the door all the way into the living room, the floor and tables were covered with gift boxes.
’What is all this?’
She looked at Evan Fairchild. "Mr. Fairchild, this..."
’It was to console you! I was afraid you’d be in a bad mood if you didn’t sign the contract!’
"To celebrate you successfully signing the contract."
Melody Monroe gave a sweet smile, a little embarrassed. Even if this was to celebrate her successful contract signing, wasn’t this a few too many gifts?
A mix of emotions churned within Evan Fairchild.
Suddenly, she leaned into his embrace, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered close to his ear, "Thank you, Mr. Fairchild."
Evan Fairchild: ...
’Forget it. I’ll let Keith Coleman live.’
...
Keith Coleman spent the day on pins and needles. He didn’t dare approach President Fairchild directly, so he called Tommy to get a feel for the situation first.
"President Fairchild is back in Rockwellburg, and Ms. Monroe is with him. He looks as happy as can be, so you’ve probably dodged a bullet."
Keith Coleman let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Keith, what happened? How could you make such a huge mistake?"
"Sigh... don’t ask! The shame of my life! Anyway, bro, gotta go."
Thinking of the video Rose Shaw had recorded, Keith Coleman wanted to cry, but no tears would come.
’That little vixen!’
’If I can’t handle her, I’m no man!’
...
When Claire Walsh heard that Melody Monroe wanted to buy a house, she gathered information on most of the available properties in Rockwellburg and gave it to her.
When Ian Monroe heard his mom was going to buy a house, he was beyond excited.
"Mom, once you buy a house, does that mean we don’t have to live here anymore?"
"You’re still living here." Evan Fairchild immediately crushed Ian Monroe’s hopes.