Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 134: Madilyn was a member of the Royal Ballet Troupe. At first, Madilyn had no chance of getting in, but the Harmans knew someone who could help. Bettina stretched out her hand and patted Candice on the back. "Slow down. How could you choke on your water anyway?" "I don't know," Candice replied, finally catching her breath. "Buying 15% of the shares of a ballet troupe must require a lot of money." "Of course. It should cost hundreds of millions. It's not really a lucrative investment.

Generally, no one would be willing to purchase a dance company unless they want to make themselves look classy. What's more, Greyson has never engaged in the art business before. I've checked and found out that the shares of the Royal Ballet Troupe are owned by many people. If you own 15% of them, then you have control over it. Madilyn hasn't been able to become a leading dancer in the troupe in the past few years. Greyson must want to make her a famous leading dancer by buying the troupe. And even if he can't, it will at least make Madilyn look good." Candice didn't say anything.

Without realizing it, she had crushed the bottle of water in her hand. Bettina said indignantly, "Oh, I am so pissed! What a jerk! I thought he would like Madilyn less after he found out what she'd done, but he..." Candice turned to look out the window. She absentmindedly watched the scenery pass by. That night, when Greyson was in the apartment, he told her that he wanted to start over with her. But right after that, he bought Madilyn a ballet troupe. How could he be so capricious? However, she didn't really believe what he had said.

She didn't foolishly look forward to it like she would have in the past. But even so, she felt heartbroken. There was also inertia in love, and she had tried so hard to stop herself from giving in to it. She didn't tell Bettina about that conversation with Greyson. Ltєѕτ cнαρτєrs ιn glovєls.oм Start over? It was a pipe dream at best. The more Bettina thought about it, the angrier she became. She slammed a hand on the steering wheel and snarled, "Why doesn't he want to give you the divorce decree?

Does he want to have both you and Madilyn at the same time?" "I don't know," Candice said, shaking her head. "It doesn't matter. He can do whatever he wants. It has nothing to do with me." Now that Greyson said he wanted to cooperate with her, she would, and they could just take what they needed from each other. "There might be something more behind my family's bankruptcy three years ago. I will show you something later. Bettina, I don't want anything else right now, okay? I just want to take back what rightfully belongs to my family.

As for whether Greyson will marry Madilyn or when that will happen, I'm not interested. In fact, I couldn't care less. I no longer have to get involved." "Yes, there she is." Bettina patted her best friend on the shoulder and said, "That's the Candice I know." . . .