Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

She’s seeing someone else so quickly. Matthew thought.

Trispo, said Matthew in a cold voice.

Problem solved. After calling her friend at the Porsche Service Center, she got back in the car and turned to Caleb. “They can give you the cost price for materials, but the cost of labor and repairs can’t be reduced. The estimated cost will be at least 6,000 dollars. Can you accept it?”

“Yeah, of course,” Caleb answered quickly. In thousand dollars became 6,000 dollars. Caleb let out a sigh of relief and looked at Valerie with admiration. Thanks, Valerie. If it weren’t for you, I would be broke”

In the backseat. Katherine seemed frightened and echoed hazily “Yeah, thank

you, Valerie

Caleb said again. “Are you free today, Valerie! Let me buy you a lunch for appreciation”

Valerie shook her head. “No need for that. Consider in a lesson learned. Drive carefully in the future, especially when Katherine is in your car She had a car accident when she was young and was traumatized,” Caleb apologized to Katherine in a hurry.

After what happened, they didn’t have the mood to joke around. Valerie cold Caleb to send Katherine home to rest after she had unloaded her stuff downstairs in the apartment. She was not mentally prepared to explain to Katherine about her flash marriage.

However, she couldn’t help but think, “The Porsche we crashed into just now was the same model as the one Matthew drove over that night. Did we crash into his bow’s cart No way! The world can’tContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

be that small, and the driver wasn’t Matthew anyway Valere felt greatly relieved for not getting Matthew Fred.

She dragged her staff to the apartment on the fifth floor, put the nucrowave in the kitchen, settled the hamster and its cage on the balcony, and placed her suitcase in her bedroom. She had officially moved in.

Katherine got one thing wrong about Valerie. Valerie’s clothes were even less dian she thought. In the not–so–big suitcase, apart from some clothes and skincare products, there was a set of recording equipment. Valerie had another job as a webcaster. She would post some audible books and stream reading on her channel

She had a calm and pleasant voice, but she was not particularly remarkable among other webcasters. Once, her voice got all raspy, so she tried speaking in a low voice. A lot of people with sleep problems found her channel and listened to her reading to snooze off

Valerie stuck to this style and got a lot of fans. They called her a “walking lullaby.” She was able to earn some money from their subscriptions and gifts every month. But Valerie had been pretty busy lately and hadn’t posted anything for a while. Today, she was free, so she planned to record a few chapters to catch up.

Valerie was aware

was aware of the rules that Matthese had set for her. She was not allowed to make any noise after Il pan. However, she would often get off work at 8 or 10 pm, which meant that she would get home even later. To avoid disturbing Manhew, die could only record on her day off. Living under his rout, Valerie had learned to follow Manhew’s rules