Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 125 Exchange of Interest

Anastasia's heart sank but didn't show any expression on her face.

She should have known his position. He would clear the way for Beatrice without hesitation.

However, she actually held a tiny hope that he might change.

Yet, he was tolerant of Beatrice with no bottom line.

Her lips curled into a sneer, and she said, "100 million dollars."

Christian did not hesitate and agreed immediately, "Deal."

Beatrice couldn't go to jail now, and the money was for Anastasia.

He was willing to give any amount to her, and she was finally willing to ask him for money, which shows that she started to care about him.

Christian felt relieved.

He immediately took out his phone to transfer the money, and almost at the same time, Anastasia received the transfer information.

But from Anastasia's point of view, they were indeed true love as he was willing to spend 100 million dollars for Beatrice to save her from the complex situation.

She looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Exchange of interests, huh? It's fair enough."

Christian paused, and his expression became less grim, and said, "Now, don't you be angry anymore. You have taken the money and beat her. You two are even now."

He let Anastasia make a move in front of them just to let her vent her anger.

As for the waste case of the lighter with Anastasia's fingerprints that the assistant discovered from the scene of the burned studio that morning, he had already had it disposed of.

He would not leave any clues that would lead to her.

She must have felt his considerate and caring for her.

That 100 million dollars was worthy spending.

Anastasia turned around and left without saying a word.

Just then, Emma happened to approach, chasing after them, panting.

"Chris, why did Anastasia leave?"

Christian pursed his lips and looked at her.

"Go. Help me to coax her for me."

Emma leaned over and asked tentatively, "You don't really have anything to do with that woman just now, do you? I warned you. I wouldn't recognize others to be my sister-in-law. If you really do something wrong to Anastasia, I advise you better offer a humble apology."

Christian's face darkened, and he stared at her coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up!"

Emma stuck out her tongue and hurriedly chased after Anastasia.

Anastasia was almost at the ward when Emma chased after her, yelling, "Anastasia..."

Anastasia stopped in her track, looked back, and smiled faintly. "Emma, your brother and I divorced a long time ago. It's inappropriate for you to greet me such affectionately."

Emma's eyes widened in shock, and she scolded Christian inwardly, "How dare he ask me to come and coax her even after the divorce?"

After a moment to process the stunning news, she smiled and remarked, "No matter what, you are my sister-in-law. I went abroad when you married, but I will always regard you as my family. It's a shame my brother won't allow me to contact you personally."

Christian didn't let Emma contact her, probably because she donated bone marrow conditionally, and he didn't regard her as a family. Therefore, he didn't want her to meet Emma.

Anastasia lowered her eyes and smiled. "Are you feeling better?"

Emma smiled and followed her into the ward and blurted out, "The doctor said I can live a normal life."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks to you, Anastasia."

Emma smiled. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have survived. You donated bone marrow to me and married my brother. You are the one at a loss."

When she said that, Anastasia suddenly laughed.

It was the first time she heard such a special point of view.

Everyone thought she used bone marrow to threaten Christian to marry her was shameless and taking advantage of him.

But only Emma said she was at a loss.

She was indeed at a loss.

Emma talked a lot and began to sit down to eat fruit while Anastasia sat helplessly on the balcony drinking coffee, listening to her babble. Not long after, someone knocked on the door.

Emma put down the apple and walked over happily to open the door, saying, "Anastasia, sit still. I'll go and open the door."

Anastasia who didn't move at all looked at her speechlessly.

"It's you. Jaxon, why are you here?"