Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 156: Third Young Master Marshall Complains: Not Given a Title, Yet Locked Outside

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Third Young Master Marshall Complains: Not Given a Title, Yet Locked Outside

Bella Woods felt entitled to negotiate with the Woods Family because Cyan Marshall had previously communicated with her and taught her step by step how to negotiate these terms.

Since it was a collaborative relationship, if the Woods Family couldn’t come up with the money, the Hughes Family would have to cover it. Otherwise, halting the New City project would be troublesome for the Hughes Family as well.

Cyan Marshall had Daniel Hughes deliberately arrange for the Woods Family to be held accountable for this matter. However, knowing Bella Woods’ connection with the Hughes Family, the Woods Family would certainly ask Bella to speak with Cyan Marshall, and Cyan’s teaching Bella about negotiation was intended to protect her.

This was also why Bella Woods wanted to hide Ashton Marshall.

Cyan Marshall’s affection and friendship were too profound for Bella Woods to repay, and she didn’t want Cyan Marshall to know about her relationship with Ashton Marshall.

Originally the fiancée of her son, she ended up entangled with her younger brother.

Bella Woods felt deeply ashamed whenever she thought about it.

Cyan sighed, "Them..."

She glanced at Bella Woods, feeling that some words were not appropriate to say.

"Greed that’s never satisfied," Bella, however, spoke without concern. "They believe that since Third Young Master Marshall helped me at the engagement banquet and I can speak in front of him, so..."

"Bella, you’re here," Daniel Hughes’ return interrupted Bella’s words.

He took off his jacket and handed it to the servant, washed his hands with a hot towel, and finally sat next to Cyan Marshall.

"Talking to Bella about the Woods Family affair," Cyan softly said to Daniel Hughes.

"Then how did Ashton come up?" Daniel glanced at Bella Woods.

Bella Woods felt somewhat nervous in Daniel Hughes’ presence.

"The Woods Family upped the stakes, wanting to use Bella to make something happen between Rose Woods and Ashton," Cyan said.

Daniel laughed aloud, not understanding, "The Woods Family’s ambition is certainly growing bigger."

Bella Woods lowered her head, feeling ashamed but not knowing what to say.

At home, no matter how harsh her words to her parents, it was all within the family—it could end with a fight. But outside, everywhere she went, she was still a child of the Woods Family; parents remained parents, and she couldn’t sever this familial bond.

Cyan stroked Daniel’s hand and then said to Bella, "Bella, you can wait a bit longer on this matter. The Woods Family is anxious to fill that money. As long as you don’t relent, they’ll come back to you, so negotiate before agreeing."

"Okay, I’ll remember," Bella nodded.

"Remember, set up a separate bank account at that time. This money should be for your future, including any exchange student programs, living expenses for buying a house or car abroad. This way, if you study overseas, you won’t need to work part-time while studying. Focus on your studies, and you’ll have more choices."

Cyan gently grasped Bella’s hand in reminder.

"Thank you," Bella was moved, holding Cyan’s hand in return.

She firmly believed that the failure of the school exchange student program had nothing to do with Cyan.

Because Cyan had always been arranging for her to study abroad and had always been concerned about her future.

"Aunt Cyan, it’s getting late. I won’t disturb you. I’ll head back," Bella stood up.

"I’ll have the driver take you," Cyan said.

"Thank you, Aunt Cyan," Bella said standing up, "Uncle, goodbye."

Daniel nodded.

The butler led Bella out to the car.

Since Ashton Marshall’s car had dropped her off, when Bella was at the foot of the hill of the Hughes Family villa, she let the driver leave and contacted Cyan to arrange someone to pick her up.

After Bella Woods left, Daniel glanced at Cyan, hesitating.

"You want to ask if there’s really something between her and Ashton?" Cyan looked at her husband.

Daniel nodded.

During the engagement banquet, outsiders thought it was just Third Young Master Marshall defending a junior and making a move.

But in Daniel’s view, was Ashton Marshall not a person to be trifled with?

Not to mention the grievance of a junior, to put it bluntly, even if someone were on the verge of death, kneeling before Ashton, he would only find it troublesome, dirtying his sight.

For such a person to back someone, it couldn’t be as simple as standing up for justice.

Cyan clutched Daniel’s hand, "She’s about to go abroad. This child has grown up amidst hardships that make one’s heart ache. If there really is something, then let her be happy for this period.

If there’s nothing, asking too much might scare her."

Cyan gently leaned into Daniel’s arms, "She’s such a good child, excellent academic performance, knows gratitude, obedient. She can sacrifice everything for those she cares about.

Unfortunately, the Hughes Family doesn’t have the good fortune to bring such a wonderful girl into the family."

Daniel embraced his wife, kissing her forehead, "That’s Oliver’s bad luck. She won’t be your daughter-in-law, but she’ll be your daughter. This child is nostalgic; even if she’s abroad, she’ll always think of you."

Daniel and Cyan had been refined, educated since birth; over the years, immersed in the complex family and business environment, they naturally saw people accurately.

Bella Woods’ preciousness lay in her cherishing every goodwill presented to her, carefully holding it and giving back step by step, even feeling that giving everything wasn’t enough.

Such sincerity is the most precious.

Cyan nodded, sighing softly.

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The Hughes Family’s driver took Bella Woods to her new home.

Bella initially thought of going to Cascade Court, but the idea quickly surfaced and was forcefully suppressed by her.

In what capacity could she go to Cascade Court?

Just thinking of Ashton’s resolute departing back at the service area made Bella feel as if a thorn had embedded itself in her heart, painfully uncomfortable.

She adjusted her mood and returned home.

She planned to take a shower and sleep, but just after showering, before she could dry her hair, she heard knocking at the door again and again.

The repeated knocks frightened Bella into searching the house for a round, finally finding a decorative wooden stick to hold tightly, cautiously approaching the door.

She swallowed, not daring to speak.

She thought if someone forcibly kicked the door in, she would use the stick in her hand to attack intensely.

"Bella Woods, open the door!"

The slightly tipsy voice sounded, and Bella was taken aback.

"Open up," the person outside urged.

Bella quickly put the stick aside and opened the door, immediately overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol.

Ashton Marshall stood at the door, his right hand propped against the wall, his suit jacket nowhere to be seen, the white shirt wrinkled, tie hanging loosely, several shirt buttons undone.

He seemed disheveled, lacking his usual precision and stability, yet carried an added wild, unrestrained charm.

Bella blinked, feeling puzzled in front of such an Ashton, not knowing how to respond. freēnovelkiss.com

"Why won’t you let me in?" Ashton frowned, assuming an accusatory posture, "Not giving me a title, and now you want to leave me out? Washing your hair at night without drying it? The weather is changing, aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?"