The president's seventh bride

"Do you think I am short of this small amount of money? When signing a contract requires the consent of both parties, it is sure that breaking the contract is not up to you alone!"

"That agreement does not have a legal effect at all. If I insist on not fulfilling it, there is nothing you can do."

Alicia really did not want to offend him openly. However, currently, the problem was unable to be solved even she remained silent.

"Ok, there is nothing I can do with you. But I believe your uncle can."

Dillon looked confidently askance at Ramon. The latter was like a deflating balloon, dropping his head and not daring to look at his niece.

"What do you mean?"

"Your uncle will tell you the reason. I must take the afternoon flight back to T City. You two figure it out and then reply to me. If you don't come back to see Felix by the 20th of this month, then don't blame me for not being polite."

Dillon gave an ultimatum, got up and set off at his megalomaniacal pace.

For several minutes, Alicia did not say a word, but merely stared at her uncle.

Finally, Ramon could not stand it anymore: "Alicia, don't look at me like this, okay? Your look freezes my blood."

"How come your blood freeze if you did nothing?" She sharply questioned, "What exactly do you have in his hands?"

Ramon sighed long and said in regret, "He deceived me. He heard about your marriage last month, and knew you might break the contract, so he reached to me and said he would offer me a way to get rich, and lent me a large sum of money. I did not think much about it at the time, so I happily accepted. But it was a trap! The man who made the deal with me was deliberately arranged by him, and he filmed the whole process of our transaction..."

"Deal? What kind of deal?"

Alicia asked with a poker face.

"Selling cigarettes." Ramon replied.

She sighed with relief: "What's so terrible about that. It's not illegal to sell cigarettes."

"But..."

Alicia's heart hung again: "But what?"

"The cigarettes are laced with a little heroin."

"What?!"

Alicia stood up suddenly: "You're selling..."

The word "drug" was not being said as Ramon cover his mouth in a panic: "Keep it low. It kills people!"

It was really going crazy. Alicia was so angry with her eyes blackening and her body trembling. She pulled herself together finally and said to him clearly: "This time, I will definitely off my hands." Picking up the bag, she stormed out of the teahouse. "Alicia, listen to me. I have difficulties..."

Ramon chased out, pathetically tugging at his niece's sleeve.

Alicia angrily shrugged him away: "Which time did you not have hardships? I've heard enough!"

"But this time there really is a hardship. Your aunt is suffering from liver cancer, and the operation needs a lot of money. I have no choice, but fall into the trap of Dillon. I have no children and your aunt is my only family. I have to do something with it. I believe you can understand the pain of losing your loved ones..."

"Uncle, you are hopeless." Alicia accused him with deep hatred, "You cursed your own wife with a terminal illness to gain my sympathy."

Ramon sniffed and shed two lines of tears: "Alicia, why you don't believe your uncle. You could come and see your aunt."

"No need. I have been completely disappointed in you and aunt."

Once. Twice. No one would keep believing in the story of the wolf coming.

Alicia resolutely stepped away, but Ramon shouted behind her, "Do you think you have the right to hate your father? You are all the same cold-blooded people."

She stopped and slowly turned back, asking mockingly, "Do I have to sacrifice my own happiness to fulfill your selfish interests?"

"How much happiness do you have to marry a man who has been divorced six times?

"At least it is my own choice."

"No one forced you to do it."

Alicia's eyes flashed a trace of sadness: "Yes, no one forced me. But in that case, what could I do?"

"So you choose to do something treacherous?"

"I was wrong to break the contract, but I never wanted to keep my promise from the beginning." She paused for a moment and said sadly, "So I'm sorry uncle. This time, I will really give up on you." Ramon knew that her made a decision and couldn't help but panic, "Alicia, no. Uncle's life is now completely in your hands. If you go away, your uncle is really a dead man..."

"You shouldn't have done it at the first place."

She looked at her only relative in front of her with exasperation, make up her mind, and finally stopped a cab and left ruthlessly.

When she returned home, it was already twilight. After separating from her uncle, she went to her mother's grave, where she spoke to her mother for a long, long time. "Alicia, is anything alright? Your face doesn't not look good."

As soon as her mother-in-law saw her, she asked with great concern.

She smiled bitterly, "Nothing, mom."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, Sara stopped asking more questions and pointed to the dining room: "Ok. Let's get ready for dinner."

Carlos came down from upstairs and saw that Alicia looked bad as well, and asked softly as he passed by her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." She answered with a mutter.

Alicia was not in the mood. After the meal was over, she was about to go upstairs while Aurora suggested, "Alicia, let's play cards tonight?"

"No, thanks. I want to go upstairs and do some readings."

"Oh, it's summer vacation. Why don't you relax a little bit? You are always so routine. When could you capture my brother's heart like this? Not like Dulcie, she's funny..."

Aurora did not finish the sentence as her head was hit. Meeting her mother's angry eyes, she knew she said too much.

It was indescribably awkward. Aurora casted a glance at the man sitting in the other end, whose face has turned bright into somber.

"Anyone wanting to play raises your hand, okay?"

Aurora knew she was in trouble, trying to save the situation and raising her hand first. No one followed her for a long time, so she retracted her hand, and said embarrassedly: "No one? Ok, just forget it. I am about to go to bed." This was the usual trick of Aurora: to escape once she was in trouble.

Alicia went back to her room with heavy legs. She was not in a good mood, and now it was worse.

No one would be happy to be compared with others, even though she knew that Aurora was unintentional.

The sky was like a washed blue and black rag, and the stars seemed to be scattered on this rag as if they were glittering gold.

She stood in front of the window with her head leaning on the frame and her bright eyes staring straight ahead without blinking. The breeze came over the shady green meadow with the chirping of crickets. "Are you in a bad mood?"

A questioning voice suddenly came from behind her, and as she turned her head back, Carlos was walking towards her.

"No."

Her eyes looked back at the sea of stars in the distance, and her tone was light: "Today is fifteenth of a month. A good day to enjoy the moon."

Carlos followed her view and nodded: "Indeed, the moon is full with beautiful blossoms."

"It's a pity that the full moon is not that full, as you have to worry about your love ones in such a reunion night."

Alicia said very quietly and unconsciously, not wanting to talk about this to Carlos. However, he heard it and asked: "What happened? Is it your sister again?"

"No, how could she annoy me."

"Then who is it? Your father? Your stepmother?"

Carlos only knew these three relatives of Alicia.

"Neither."

She casually changed the subject as she didn't want to talk much about it, "Can I use your bathroom to take a shower tonight?"

"Why?"

"I'm a little tired."

Although she was very good at lying, her words seemed believable this time, as exhaustion was as clear as written on her face.

"Okay. Just use it."

Carlos was rare to be as nice as tonight. He not only agreed immediately, but also thoughtfully turned on the massager for her, and played a soothing music.

Alicia was lying in the bathtub, thinking about what happened during the day. She couldn't help being a little upset, simply held her breath and sank to the bottom of the tank without hesitation. As she finished the bath and came out, Carlos, who was lying on the sofa, reminded her in a moody manner, "Your phone keeps ringing."

"Oh."

Compared to his moodiness, her reply seemed distracted.

She walked straight into the secret room and picked up the cell phone on the bed. There were dozens of missed calls, all from the same person: her uncle Ramon.

Rubbing her hair in dismay, she dropped to the edge of the bed. She fell into a boundless struggle and bitterness. Although she was surprised about the appearance of Dillon, it didn't bother her. However, it was the mess caused by her uncle that upset her the most, and the trouble was worse than ever before. Carlos threw down the magazine in his hand and was about to take a shower in the bathroom when Alicia came out fully dressed.

Glancing at the bag she was holding, he was surprised and asked, "Still going out this late?"

"Yes."

She walked quickly forward avoiding his asking too much. When she was about to step out of the room, he suddenly said, "Don't forget the curfew. Although I have promised to treat you well, but don't step outside the line and destroy the fundamentals."000