Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 177

"What?" Natasha replied, followed by a confused sticker.

The next second, a video call came through.

The moment I answered, her nosy voice rang out. "What's going on? Spill it—now!"

Her face was a picture of curiosity, and before I could say a word, she started guessing on her own.

"Who is it? Don't tell me it's that junior of yours. Or is it that CEO, Eric, who helped you out? Wait—could it be some random C-list celebrity? No way! That can't be!"

I sighed in exasperation. "It's Eric."

Then, I explained everything to her. Of course, I left out the part where I agreed to marry him out of gratitude.

After listening, Natasha fell into deep thought. "So, you're saying… your marriage to Eric is purely a business deal?"

I nodded. "Yep. It's all benefits and no drawbacks, so I thought that I might as well go through with it."

Natasha squinted at me like some wise old sage, even stroking an imaginary beard. "I need to meet this Eric sometime. I don't know why, but something about this doesn't sit right with me."

I laughed and agreed to it, "Alright."

…

The next day, I showed up in front of Eric with my suitcase.

He chuckled, then signaled his assistant to take my luggage to our new home. He then pulled me into the car.

I stared out of the window absentmindedly, only to suddenly realize that we weren't taking the route to the city clerk's office. Frowning with confusion, I turned to Eric.

He was smiling warmly as he looked at me.