I Was A Cold‑Blooded Gold Digger, But I Pretended To Bow Out Gracefully Chapter 07

I Was A Cold‑Blooded Gold Digger, But I Pretended To Bow Out Gracefully Chapter 07

Daisy leaned against the arm of the sofa and suddenly laughed.

She laughed wildly, nothing like the timid flower who used to speak barely above a whisper.

“Mr. Sterling, have you misunderstood something?”

She smoothed her skirt with deliberate slowness, her tone careless.

“I belong to Vantage. Vantage and Sterling were born enemies. Does your blacklist mean anything to me?”

She sneered.

“Blacklist me? Fine. Vantage pays me enough to live on for the rest of my life.”

Felix’s fists clenched.

She was right.

There was nothing he could do to her.

This was a carefully designed chess game, and he had been kept in the dark the whole time.

And the one who set the board was probably at some party right now, toasting and laughing at his stupidity.

“Take her away.”

He repeated, his voice lower.

As the bodyguards led Daisy out, she stopped beside Felix.

“Oh, Mr. Sterling.”

She leaned closer, her voice soft as a whisper.

“Do you think Sienna cried on the plane?”

Felix’s head snapped up.

Daisy smiled, her eyes curving, the swollen half of her face making the smile even more bitter.

“I don’t think she did. You’re not worth it.”

When the door closed behind her, Felix picked up his phone.

His fingers were almost shaking as he pressed the number he’d saved for five years.

It was busy. He froze, then dialed again.

This had never happened. For five years, Sienna had always answered, no matter when.

She had always gone along with him.

When he heard the busy tone again, he tried calling through the messaging app.

The system told him, “You are not friends. She has blocked you.”

Felix stared at the small grey text for a long time.

His finger hovered over the screen, wanting to tap “Add Friend,” but he didn’t know what to write in the

request.

He just asked his assistant to book a ticket.

When the plane landed, I took a deep breath.

Waiting at the airport was the student mentor the agency had arranged, a woman named Maya.

She was three years older than me, with short, neat hair and a laugh loud enough to fill the room.

“Sienna? You’re way better looking than your photos. That ID photo you sent looked like a mugshot.”

I couldn’t help laughing.

It had been a long time since anyone talked to me like that.

In the city, everyone spoke to me carefully.

In Felix’s circle, I was “the woman who had lasted longest by Mr. Sterling’s side.”

With a little curiosity, a little contempt, and a hint of testing.

Felix’s mistresses always spoke to me with hidden knives.

As for Felix himself, whatever he said, I listened.

For five years, even my occasional backtalk had been a way of flirting.

“Come on, I’ll take you to your place so you can learn the way.”

Maya grabbed my suitcase and strode off.

“Several students live in this building, and there’s a supermarket downstairs.”

“Two streets over there’s a noodle place with incredible beef noodles. With your budget, you probably don’t

have to share the cafeteria with us.”

I followed her onto the bus.

The bus swayed, light and shadow flickering past the window.

I suddenly remembered that in the past, Felix’s driver always picked me up.

The back seat was as spacious as a small living room, the leather cold and expensive under my fingers.

But I hadn’t liked it.

Because in that car, I never knew who Felix would bring home that night.

And I never knew if another sweet young girl would appear at the next corner, looking at me like prey.

Now it was better.

The bus was crowded, but everyone around me carried their own thoughts, and no one looked at me twice.

I was free.