Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt novel Chapter 2784

"Doesn't she like you? Is she still unwilling even after you suggested marrying her?" Toby was exasperated. "Did you apologize properly?"

"I did," Monte said frustratedly. "I feel like Eliza has turned into a different person She used to believe everything I say."

Toby said coldly, "If she doesn't believe you, so be it. Since she didn't accept our goodwill, she shouldn't blame me for being unkind.”

"What are you going to do, Dad?"

"You don't need to care about this anymore. You can't do anything right anyway." Toby hung up the call.

Monte was utterly sullen as he stared at

the phone.

4:00 p.in.

Canberra Airport.

A middle-aged foreign man over 40 years old walked out of the exit in a gentlemanly manner with a young assistant.

"Welcome to Australia once again, Mr. Sherman."

Charity and her team got into the car. She shook the middle-aged man's hand.

"Wow, President Robbins, you're more charming and beautiful than I thought." The man eyed the young woman with a slender figure in front of him. "You look so young."

"Yes, I'm only 25 years old." Charity smiled and nodded. "We'll have to count on you for

Neeson Corporation's new products."

Sherman smiled. "If it weren't for the antique you sent over, I wouldn't have come. I heard you say you were good friends with Charity during our call."

Charity's arrangements suited their preferences.

"Wow. I like this bar’s atmosphere" Sherman leaned on the railing on the second floor with a wine glass in his hand. He gazed at the dance floor downstairs and said loudly, "President Robbins, I realize you know me pretty well. We had my favorite food for dinner, and the wine we’re having tonight is the Romanee-Conti that I like. You must’ve spent a lot of money."

"Charity told me about those things in the past." Charity raised her glass.

"Let’s toast to Charity and hope she’s doing well in the afterlife," Sherman said sincerely.

Charity smiled and finished her wine.

Just after she finished drinking, she saw a few men walking up the stairs.

The man surrounded in the middle had a tall figure. He was handsome, and a few buttons on his black shirt were left open. His dark hair was scattered on his forehead, making him look unruly.

With such looks and the lights shining on top of his head, anyone passing by would receive a critical blow by his good looks with just a glance.