Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 154: Third Young Master Marshall Wants to Give His Young Girlfriend a Title

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Third Young Master Marshall Wants to Give His Young Girlfriend a Title

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"You want me to arrange a meeting with Third Young Master Marshall?" Bella Woods was astonished.

"Tomorrow night, you help us meet Third Young Master Marshall here."

As she spoke, Jade Patel placed a card into Bella Woods’ palm.

It was a hotel room key card.

"When the time comes, we will give you a bottle of wine. All you need to do is have a drink with Third Young Master Marshall, and afterwards, I’ll arrange for you to leave," Jade Patel added.

If Bella Woods didn’t understand Jade Patel’s implication when she received the key card, she would be foolish not to understand after hearing that remark.

"You want me to trick Third Young Master Marshall into a hotel room, make him drink, and then leave, allowing Rose Woods into the room."

Bella Woods laid it out plainly: "Afterwards, Rose Woods and Third Young Master Marshall will be in a compromising situation, and Third Young Master Marshall will either accept Rose Woods or compensate you with further benefits."

Quite the audacious plan.

Jade Patel appeared a bit uneasy being so candidly called out by Bella Woods.

Rose Woods, unable to sit still, slammed her phone on the table: "Bella Woods, stop whining. You’re getting 10% of the profits for this small task. What’s your problem?

Moreover, use that pig brain of yours. You’re my sister. Once I’m successful, the Woods Family, including you, will live a privileged life. At that point, 10% of the family’s profit would be astronomical."

Rose Woods arrogantly raised her chin, as if she was bestowing a grand favor upon Bella Woods.

She didn’t forget to add: "And aren’t you just infatuated with an old, penniless man! By then, I’ll support you, sending you money monthly so you can enjoy finer things."

"Weren’t you infatuated with Oliver Hughes before? Why shift your focus to Third Young Master Marshall now?" Bella Woods mocked.

"Why do you care? With Third Young Master Marshall as a better option, who’s interested in Oliver Hughes," Rose Woods dismissed with a roll of her eyes.

Before, they could only hope for Oliver Hughes.

But after her return, she’d heard plenty about Ashton Marshall stepping in for Bella Woods at the engagement party, assuming Bella Woods’s years of sucking up to Cyan Marshall had paid off. Through Cyan Marshall she met Third Young Master Marshall, even gaining his favor.

Such valuable networks—if not given to her, did Bella Woods think she could have something with Third Young Master Marshall?

Pondering this, Rose Woods looked Bella Woods up and down with disdain: "It’s impossible for Third Young Master Marshall to be interested in someone like you."

"Third Young Master Marshall won’t fancy me, but do you think he would fancy you?" Bella Woods asked with biting sarcasm.

"Why wouldn’t he fancy me?" Rose Woods immediately objected.

"What would he fancy about you?" Bella Woods stood up, her words cutting: "Your promiscuity? Your flagrant behavior, lack of shame, self-conceitedness, or..."

"Bella Woods!" Enraged, Rose Woods raised her hand to hit Bella Woods, but was instead restrained and slapped across the face by her.

"Bella Woods!" Ron Woods, witnessing his darling getting slapped, stood up immediately.

Bella Woods remained firm: "She is my sister, disrespecting me, I hit her."

"Moreover, don’t think about using me. Don’t forget, I have a connection with Cyan Marshall, and also remember the millions you owe, father. If you push me, things will end badly for everyone."

"You, you..." Ron Woods’s face reddened with anger, pointing at Bella Woods but unable to speak.

"I can cover the millions, but I won’t agree to meet with Third Young Master Marshall as you requested. Think it over and have the lawyer sign a contract again."

With that, Bella Woods walked straight out of the Woods Family.

As she stepped out, she could still hear Ron Woods cursing and the sound of objects being smashed, but she paid them no mind.

She even thought, she truly is a member of the Woods Family.

Indifference runs in her blood.

See, when facing her own parents, she could talk about benefits so coldly, facing them with such aloofness. She wasn’t exactly kind either.

The car arranged by Ashton Marshall had been waiting outside.

The driver, seeing Bella Woods coming out, immediately got out respectfully and opened the door for her.

"Please take me to the Hughes home," Bella Woods said.

"Certainly, Miss Woods."

The driver got into the car and headed to the Hughes home.

The Hughes family estate was located in the suburbs of Peace City, about an hour’s drive from the Woods house, and by halfway through the journey in the late afternoon, dusk had fallen.

As the city lights started to flicker on, the urban night’s hustle and bustle just began.

...

The second floor of the Paradise World Bar.

Ashton Marshall had arranged to meet Tim Season for a drink.

Tim Season found it particularly novel.

Compared to Ashton Marshall, he was more of a playful, rebellious type—fond of booze and women, whereas Ashton Marshall was always disciplined and had no interest in such things.

Occasionally, he would join these gatherings, but only sit briefly.

Never like now, drinking one glass after another, obviously irritated.

This state piqued Tim Season’s curiosity.

Though he’d been around Ashton Marshall for many years, still unable to see through him, he’d learned what to do and not to do.

After Ashton Marshall downed a bottle of whiskey, Tim Season opened another and poured some for him.

"Third Young Master, did you have a fight with your girlfriend?" Tim Season asked cautiously.

Ashton Marshall lifted his gaze, his sharp eyes making Tim Season swallow nervously, hastily explaining, "I was just, thinking Third Young Master..."

"What is she thinking?" Ashton Marshall frowned, staring intently at Tim Season while asking seriously.

Tim Season licked his lips: "She? What is she thinking?"

"Oh, she’s thinking of going abroad, thinking about how to fake harmony," Ashton Marshall laughed mirthlessly. "Thinking of leaving quietly without offending anyone."

"Hah, her whole mind is set on leaving."

"So what you’re saying is, this young lady wants to leave and not be with the Third Young Master?" Tim Season was getting excited.

Ashton Marshall.

The dignified Third Young Master Marshall, and someone wants to leave him?

Previously this girl seemed to have been engaged? Now she’s his girlfriend, but didn’t plan on hanging around?

"Hah, her?" Ashton Marshall shook his head. "Just waiting for the time to come, then patting her back and leaving."

Still together?

Nonsense!

"Just afraid someone would know about me."

Tim Season was thoroughly intrigued: "So what you’re saying is, this young lady won’t even give Third Young Master a title?"

Ashton Marshall downed the drink, placing the empty glass on the transparent glass table, his clear, sharp gaze locked on Tim Season: "Don’t just gossip, give some advice."

Tim Season rubbed his nose, realizing that while he’d hoped to glean information while Ashton Marshall was drunk, Ashton Marshall knew everything.

Speaking this much was so he could provide advice.

"Third Young Master wants this young lady to give you a title?" Tim Season clarified Ashton Marshall’s request.

"Yes." Ashton Marshall nodded.

"That’s a bit challenging..." Tim Season had just spoken when he felt Ashton Marshall’s piercing gaze, prompting him to revise his words: "But no matter how challenging, for a seasoned player like me, it’s a minor issue.

Just granting a title—I have a way to make her give it to you."

"Speak."