Love Is Fair by Kerri
Chapter 41

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On the way back, Hailey sat in the back seat and pursed her lips, not saying a word. The atmosphere in the car was very depressing and cold. Chris, who was behind the wheels, held the steering wheel tightly and drove the car carefully. He was worried that he would annoy Hailey if he drove the car unsteadily, and he would be caught in the crossfire.

He had been working under Hailey for years now, so he knew her temperament very well.

If she scolded a person vocally, it meant that she was not really angry. But her

silence indicated that she was holding her rage in. At this moment, it was better to stay away from her, or the innocent ones would get burn by her wrath.

When they arrived at the Garden of Rose, Chris got out of the car and opened the door. Hailey got out of the car and said calmly, "Go back and rest early. Come and pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." "Yes," Chris responded. Then, he observed her expression and uttered in

concern, "Miss Newman, I know that you're upset about the plates. How about I contact Mr. Moore and buy the plates at a high price?"

Hailey frowned and looked at him coldly. "Don't you have anything better to

do?"

"I'm sorry." Chris shook his head immediately. Fortunately, Hailey ended the conversation right there and then. Watching Hailey enter the house, Chris let out a long sigh of relief and slapped his own mouth in annoyance. "Uh! Why do I have to say that!" It was not until Chris drove far away that a black car slowly drove forward and

stopped on the street facing the entrance of the Garden of Rose. The window rolled down, and Owen's posed and handsome face appeared. "This is Shadowplains Mansion?" He sounded inexplicably cool and expressionless under the night sky. "Yes," Jose replied. He looked at the information on the tablet and informed,

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"This place was originally a very famous rose garden in Poya. Later, it was bought by Scott Newman... Oh, Madam's father bought it with a lot of money and transformed it into Shadowplains Mansion. It is also known as the Garden of Rose."

Owen hummed faintly and looked into the distance. There were so many rooms

with lights on. Which one was her room? He seemed to be able to imagine what her room looked like. It must be a warm color and was filled with the fragrance of roses. It was clean and tidy, and was full of the homey ambiance.

For some reason, his heart was filled with longing and regret. He rolled up the window and ordered, "Let's go." "Mr. Moore, don't you want to give the plates to Madam and cheer her up?"

Jose asked, slightly stunned. "Cheer her up?" Owen looked up at him coldly. "Do you think I can do that?" Jose said honestly after thinking for a while, "I don't think so." Hailey used to be soft-spoken and gentle, but that was in the past. She was no

longer the former self. In present, even though Hailey was smiling, one could feel the killing intent under her smile. It was very scary. Moreover, after what Owen had done today, he felt that Owen should count his blessings for Hailey to not directly give him a punch.

However, there was nothing worse than apathy. It was not that she was not angry, but she simply didn't give a damn. Jose's nonchalant remark caught Owen by surprise. Owen pursed his lips and grunted, "Why do you give me such a suggestion then?" Jose answered, "Mr. Moore, I may have limited experience in the relationship department, but I know that women love to be cheered up and comforted. It doesn' mean that it will work flawlessly even if you cheer her up, but if you choose not to do so, you have an attitude problem."

Owen narrowed his eyes. "So, are you saying that I have an attitude problem?"

Feeling the intimidating chill, Jose quickly smiled sheepishly, "No, that's not what I mean. You have no problem. It's because of those porcelain plates that pissed Madam off." Chapter 041 Palmiprin!

Owen turned his head to look at the four porcelain plates. They were made in the 17th century. Anyone who was interested in antiques and could see that they were authentic would not want to miss them. He did not expect that Hailey would want to own them too.

The Newmans ventured into the business world through the jewelry business, and they must have detailed knowledge about antiques. Did she also see the value of these four porcelain plates? If so, why didn't she fight him to the end? More and more questions popped up in his head, and he felt like he had slowly become a riddler. He helplessly massaged his aching temple. "Let's go."

Owen looked outside again. There was still a lot of time in the future. He could get the answer he desperately wanted to know.

Hailey returned to her room, closed the door, and took a shower.

The moment the hot water sprayed down on her body, she couldn't hold it anymore and yelled at the top of her lung. It was a short scream, but it was enough to vent her frustration that she had been coping. She was very upset about losing the four precious porcelain plates that were originally within her reach. After taking a shower, Hailey came out wearing a bathrobe and sat in front of the dressing table to begin her skincare regime. Steam was evaporating from her body

Her room was decorated in a simple black and white theme, and the lightnings were all metallic. It was an industrial and disenchanting style design, which was completely different from her bedroom theme in Moore Mansion. At that time, she thought that Owen would prefer a wife who was soft-spoken and graceful, so she tried her best to create the homey feeling and warmth in their bedroom. However, it was completely useless. He barely stepped into the master bedroom all year long. Sometimes, women would eventually lose their own identity after indulging too much in a man's perspective. The men would not appreciate her relentless

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effort and hardwork at all. At the end of the day, the women were the only ones who would appreciate themselves. At this moment, her phone rang. It was a video call from Brook. "I just finished my work. I'm so tired."

"Okay." Hailey smeared the body lotion on her arm, sounding listless and feeble like a robot with a flat battery. "Are you still thinking about those plates?" Brook chuckled and asked when he saw her pouting. Hailey pounded her chest twice and lamented, "It's all my fault. If only I had

controlled myself... I was too eager and overly confident. The next time I see something so precious, I have to talk to the seller in advance and persuade him or her not to auction it in public." She was too young. She got anxious easily when she met a person like Owen who knew about antique and was very shrewd. "It's good that you realize your mistake, but it's not entirely your fault that you missed the opportunity tonight."

Brook comforted her, "If you really are upset about this, I can send my men to snatch the plates from Owen and beat him up to avenge you. Don't worry, I'll throw him into a large bag so that he won't know who's the culprit."

"Brandon gave you the idea, huh?" Hailey looked askance. "Is it so obvious?" Brook was taken aback.

Hailey rolled his eyes at him and said, "You don't have to do that. Dad told me that collecting antiques is a pleasure, and I don't have to be too serious about it. I'm lucky if I can get them, but if I can't, it means that they don't belong to me. It's not necessarily a good thing to snatch them and make them mine." "Okay, you are an expert in antiques. I don't understand anything about this." They chatted for a while before Brook ending the call. Hailey had been taking meticulous care of her skin. She applied the body lotion all over her body, including her feet. She enjoyed the process very much too as it was very soothing and relaxing. After going through her skincare regime and drying her hair, she felt relaxed and tranquil.

She spent some time reading. As she was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, someone knocked on the door and shouted. It was Eve. "Hey! Hailey. open the damn door! I know you're in there! Open the door, I dare you, you boyfriend stealer!"

Her yell echoed across the house.

Hailey frowned. What was wrong with her?!

She shuffled over to open the door with her slippers, and the first thing she saw was Eve's flushed face, and her body reek of alcohol.

"How much did you drink?" Hailey asked as she fanned in disgust.

"It's none of your business!"

Eve was indeed drunk. She stood there swaying. Her round little face was as red as a tomato. The left side of her face was redder than the right, and there were obvious palm print on it. "Did Luca slap you?" Hailey asked as she looked at her face and narrowed her

eyes.

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