Chapter142
Just thinking about the man who almost married Valerie.
He became more irritable.
“Knew it.”
He tightened his grip on Valerie’s hand and said, “Come with me!”
Valerie couldn’t break free and could only let Terrence pull her towards the hall.
Anyway, she was about to leave Terrence soon.
There was no need to provoke him.
In the hall, Valerie indeed saw Ricky.
The man sat in a wheelchair, wearing a black suit, exuding an elegant and graceful demeanor, making him appear like a prince stepping out of a fairy tale book.
And his face wore a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze, making him approachable and causing one to momentarily forget that he was Mr. Ricky.
But if you underestimate him like this, I’m afraid… you will be deceived by Ricky’s face.
Amidst the mingling of glasses and conversation, Ricky suddenly turned his head, his gentle gaze falling upon Valerie.
Valerie quickly averted her gaze.
The silent eye contact between the two was captured by Terrence.
Suppressing the anger flickering deep in his eyes, he took Valerie’s hand and approached Ricky, saying, “Mr. Murray, you’ve arrived quite early.”
Ricky’s gaze fell on the hands of the two people intertwined, and he smiled slightly, “It was my first time coming to Houston, and I was afraid of any mishaps, so I left early. Ms. Schwartz, it’s good to see you again.”
He extended his hand, polite and courteous.
Valerie naturally extended her hand as well.
However, before I could meet Ricky, Terrence had already beaten me to it.
He held Ricky’s hand, his face expressionless, but the veins on the back of his hand were pulsating wildly:“Mr. Murray really cares.”
Feeling the piercing pain in his palm, Ricky’s smile on his face remained undiminished.
However, the veins on the little arm were also pulsating.
“Mr. Crawford, you flattered.”
Neither of them had any intention of letting go.
Valerie stood aside and naturally noticed that the two of them were secretly competing.
I just didn’t know what the two of them were competing about.
