We Will Collide Someday by Scarlett Sanchez
Chapter 293

Chapter 293 He Really Intends to Marry Her

After it was over, Terrence carried Alexa to the bathroom.

When she came out, he had put on a well-tailored black, custom-made suit.

Terrence had a refined and noble appearance, but he was like a beast when in bed!

Alexa glanced at Terrence curiously. To her surprise, he noticed it.

"Darling, are you looking at me?" Terrence raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his eyes. "I think it's inconvenient for you to change clothes. Right? Let me help you."

"Don't come over!" Alexa said firmly, "I can do it myself."

"Don't be stubborn. I'm at your service."

Hearing that, Alexa neglected the pain in her body and immediately took the dress to the bathroom.

When she came out, the professional makeup artists were already waiting in the dressing area.

When they arrived at the venue of the show, it was already around eight o'clock.

Alexa had her hand over Terrence's arm and walked straight to the main hall.

"What are you rushing for? No one is racing with you." Terrence looked puzzled.

He thought, what exactly is Alexa thinking about all day long?

Terrence frowned. Somehow, he felt jealous.

"We should hurry up. The show is about to start."

"It's fine," Terrence said calmly. "The show will not start before we arrive and take our seats."

Alexa was speechless.

They entered the main hall with great difficulty, and a tall person suddenly appeared in front of Alexa.

Rory hadn't changed his clothes. It seemed that he was waiting for Alexa.

As Terrence saw Rory, a touch of hostility was added to his cold vibe.

"Dear, you finally showed up. I've been waiting anxiously for you!"

Terrence thought, dear?

When he heard that, his face instantly sank.

"I think I need to introduce myself," Terrence gritted his teeth and said. He squeezed out a fake smile and said, "I am Alexa's husband, Terrence Ramsey."

He deliberately emphasized the word "husband", but Rory did not pay attention to it at all.

"Oh. Hello. I am Rory, Alexa's friend."

If they continued to chat, this place might become a battlefield.

"The show is about to start. Go backstage, and change your clothes," Alexa urged. "We will take our seats now."

"OK."

Before leaving, Rory deliberately kept them in suspense.

"I have got that thing done. Someone will contact you later."

Alexa replied, "OK. Thank you."

Terrence held Alexa's hand and quickly walked to the VIP seats as

soon as Rory turned around.

"Why did he call you Dear?" Terrence asked in a muffled voice without looking back.

"Rory is an open-minded person. He doesn't care about trivial

rules." Alexa explained in embarrassment, "Don't mind it."

"How could I not mind it?" Terrence was still very angry. "It made me uncomfortable. How did you call him in private?"

"I just call him by his name."

Terrence snorted proudly. Obviously, he was not very satisfied with this answer.

He thought, I knew that she often interacted with this man in private. Otherwise, Rory would not have said "I have got that thing

done."

"What is that thing?"

"Business negotiations."

"You could spend time discussing business with others. Then why

can't you discuss it with me?"

Alexa thought, he seems to have strange triggers for jealousy.

Alexa silently complained.

She continued to explain, "Because the development directions of

our companies are different."

"I can make it develop in whatever direction you want now."

Alexa did not answer and pulled Terrence to his seat.

Accompanied by the passionate performance of the band, the curtain of the show rose.

But Terrence's attention was not on the models dressed in gorgeous clothes. His eyes never moved away from Alexa.

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not a model."

Terrence said, "You are my unique Muse."

"What exactly do you want to say..."

"Business negotiations. I want to go with you." Terrence sounded

jealous again. "I want to see who is so charming."

Alexa had no choice but to agree.

After the show ended, someone did contact them.

"Excuse me. Are you Ms. Duran?" A waiter asked respectfully.

"Yes."

"Our president wants to see you. Please come with me."

After saying that, the waiter looked at the man beside Alexa.

"This gentleman is?"

Terrence was about to tell his identity.

But Alexa said naturally, "He's my husband."

There were absolutely no better words than these in the world.

Terrence curled his lips and glanced at the waiter with a hint of pride in his eyes.

A few minutes later, they followed the waiter into a gorgeous

private room.

In the central seat was a young and elegant gentleman with long

brown slightly curly hair, carrying a touch of unruliness and

nobility.

"You two are here." His deep and mellow voice seemed to be a natural charm. "Sit down."

Alexa noticed his faint smile. She could not help but become alert.

Terrence, however, was very calm. Since he entered and sat down, he hadn't said a word.

The expression on his face was not clear. Alexa did not know what

he was thinking.

"I don't know your tastes. Please help yourselves."

"No need." Terrence said faintly, "If there is anything, just say it,

Mr. Niebergall."

"Sure enough. Nothing can be hidden from Mr. Ramsey."

Irvin Niebergall narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face

deepened.

"My younger sister, Giselle, went to New York recently. I heard that

she caused some trouble for Ms. Duran?"

"Actually, it's not trouble." Alexa plainly said, "I am not a petty

person. I didn't blame Ms. Niebergall."

In spite of what she said, Alexa's tone was full of displeasure.

"Unfortunately, it did bother me." Terrence sneered and

continued, "Ms. Niebergall's words and deeds offended my wife, which also caused me to be very unhappy."

"Yes. I know." Irvin nodded politely. "So tonight, I specially came

to apologize to you two."

After saying that, Irvin winked at his assistant beside him.

A moment later, they presented a heavy safe box.

"You should need the things in it."

After opening several locks, they finally lifted the lid.

What was inside was not cash, but a yellowed and old file.

"This is the full record of Derick's case. It's the only one in the world."

Alexa put on gloves and looked at the record carefully for a long time. It was indeed real.

Terrence met her gaze and looked at Irvin calmly.

"Quote a price."

"Mr. Ramsey." Irvin smiled. "You should know that money doesn't

mean much to me."

Terrence said, "Tell me whatever you want."

"My sister will be staying in New York for a while. As her brother, I

hope that she will be happy. That's all."

The implication was already very clear.

Giselle would move into the Duran's house.

Alexa thought, it seems that Keyon really intends to marry her.

There was a trace of coldness in Alexa's eyes, but she did not object in the end.