Chapter 8 A Beggar Can Never Go Bankrupt

Felix Moore grew impatient and urged Winson Tall.

"Winson, hurry up!"

Winson Tall glared at Felix and turned to Alex Cohen.

"I just…”

"Come on!"

Alex raised his hand to stop Winson and said with disdain, "I don't have a godson like you!"

After he said this, he did not wait for Winson to respond. Alex just bid adieu to Felix and left straight away.

It was just after 10:00 pm when Alex got back to his neighborhood. This was the latest he had returned since he joined the family. When he got out of the car, he noticed that the dishes Felix had taken away at the Drunken Beauty Restaurant were still in the car, so he brought them home. Before he entered the house, he was ready for a storm.

However, this time he was overthinking it.

Isla Sullivan was leaning against the sofa, and although she looked angry, she did not explode.

Alex casually put the plastic bag on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. He admired Isla’s figure and said slowly, "Shouldn't you give me an explanation for what happened last night? As I said, we're in a partnership. But if you don't have even the most basic integrity, we can't work together at all."

Isla responded with a stern face.

"How do I not have integrity?"

"You promised to spend one night with me, but you drugged me and went off with your boy toy? Not only do you have no integrity, but you also have no shame…”

"Son of a b*tch! Don't accuse me! Alex Cohen, do you have a brain? If I had a boy toy, would I go to him when I’m on my period? I was meeting my best friend last night. I came back in less than two hours and slept next to you all night. I even took pictures. Unfortunately, my phone’s broken and I can’t show you the pictures."

Girlfriend?

Did he misunderstand her?

Alex's mood had calmed down a bit, but he did not know if what Isla said was true, and the possible cuckold had not been completely removed. He regained his composure and continued, "You call that sleeping with me all night too? You're just a scoundrel! Isla, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I'll show you who's the bigger scoundrel! At most, we'll fight to the death. As they say, a beggar can never go bankrupt. I have nothing to lose!"

"We have to wait until my period is gone, don't we?"

Isla sulked and changed the subject.

"What's going on with the money in your card?"

"What's it to you?"

Alex had quickly learned Isla’s way of speech and snapped back. He got up and went into the bathroom. When he came out of the shower, he found that Isla was studying the dishes he had just brought back and was suddenly delighted.

"Is it good? How does it feel to finally have your turn in eating my leftovers?"

"What?"

Isla tossed one of the large lobsters she had just picked up back into the takeaway box. She was startled and asked, "You didn't buy this specifically for me?"

"All I can say is that...you overestimate your position in my heart."

"Then you're underestimating me too! I, Isla Sullivan, wouldn't be able to eat your leftovers even if it means I’ll starve to death!"

"Whatever."

Alex shrugged his shoulders and gracefully went back to his room.

Isla looked at the delicious food in front of her and was in a tangle.

She had not eaten since returning from work. She did not want to move and her phone was broken, so she could not order takeout. She only ate 2 bites of the instant noodles Alex bought and dumped it because she did not have the appetite. Now, her stomach was grumbling. In front of her was a display of delicious food, but she was too embarrassed to eat.

There was nothing more torturous than this in the whole world.

Isla could not help but swallowed her saliva. She hesitated, then picked up the big lobster again and took a bite of the tender meat.

Oh my! It was simply delicious...

The next morning, Alex was still asleep when he was awakened by Isla.

"Get up and let’s go to work!"

Alex opened his eyes and stared blankly at Isla as he asked, "What work?"

"You think you don't have to do anything if you take half a million from me? I paid you to deal with my parents and Jared Xavier. He just called me and is already on his way over here. He said he has something for me. You're coming to and from work with me today, so just be a good shield!"

"Alright, I got it."

Alex got up, washed up, and was stunned to see Isla coming out of her room.

Isla wore a pair of blue heels and a pink body-hugging dress. The slimming dress completely outlined her exquisite figure.

It was a cool, sexy outfit, paired with a top-notch figure and beauty. She was simply stunning.

If this was on a college campus, she would most certainly be called the school’s sweetheart!

No wonder even a rich kid like Jared Xavier coveted Isla!

Alex used to have low self-esteem. He always felt inferior, especially in front of Isla. Back then, he did not even dare to unscrupulously admire Isla’s beauty. Now, however, he had a great change of heart. Not only did he dare to stare straight at her, but he also harbored some thoughts.

‘How great would it be if he could become a real couple with Isla?’

It was common for men to love beautiful women.

Even though Isla had a bad personality, her character could be tweaked.

Face and body, however, were natural and unattainable...

Isla was uncomfortable with Alex's blazing eyes and said coldly, "Alex Cohen, don't look at me so imploringly. For other girls, perhaps your appearance is decent, but you're not the type I like. The two of us are just faking it, so you better not have any dirty thoughts about me."

Before Alex could even think about “taking the right path” as Felix put it, that impractical idea was nipped in the bud by Isla. He shook her head helplessly and said, "I know. You like rich people, just like your mother."

"Don't presume what I'm thinking! If I liked rich people, I would’ve married Jared Xavier long ago."

"Then what kind do you like?"

"Does it matter to you? Not your type, anyway! Get out of here!"

Isla took Alex to the basement parking lot and pulled out the keys to the Maserati.

“Drive my car over. By the way, did you buy a car?"

"Ah…”

Alex was just about to introduce Isla to the Lamborghini before a black Range Rover drove over to them. It was Jared Xavier’s car.

Jared was dressed in trendy clothes. He was tall and lean, and his skin was fairer than most women. At first glance, he looked like a k-pop star. It was just that his features were not refined enough to reach the level of a popular idol. However, he was certainly rich enough to make up for that little shortcoming in his aesthetics, so he still captured the hearts of many girls.

What one could not obtain was always the best, and that was one of the reasons why Jared had not given up on Isla so far.

There was another reason, which was entirely pride in play, and that was what he could not get, others should not too.

Jared's attitude towards Isla now was clear. He wanted to take her away, play with her, and finally, abandon her.

Only in this way could he regain the face he lost from Isla’s rejection of him…

Jared got out of the car. His eyes swept away from Alex and were fixated on Isla's face.

"Let's go, I'll take you to work. We'll talk on the way."

"No need!"

Isla was very reluctant, but on the surface, she still pretended to be generous as she thought of the big picture. She took Alex’s arm and said to Jared, "If you have something to say, say it here. I have my husband to pick me up and drop me off, so I won't bother you."

"Lala, why are you doing this? You know how I feel about you. Listen to me and divorce him. As long as you're with me, I can give you any kind of life you want. I'll also be able to give your parents a better life."

Isla's patience ran out and she was about to get angry.

Alex opened his mouth before anyone else and said, "Jared Xavier, Lala’s married and you still say such things? This isn’t a matter of being annoying, you’re just being cheap!"

Jared was infuriated.

"Cohen, your family's entire ancestry have been disgraced by you, you little boy toy! You still have the audacity to scold me? You don't even have a f*cking car. How can you pick Lala up? Do you drive her car? So are you her husband or her driver? If I were you, I'd be ashamed to live in this world!"

"You think you're the only one with a car?"

As Alex spoke, he pulled out his car keys and pressed the button...