Tanya looked at the phone screen and was at a loss for words.
She didn’t know who this person was, but they must have money to burn.
Moreover, she didn’t even know this person’s identity at the moment, and naturally, she wouldn’t let them help with such a big task.
She didn’t believe in such things as food falling from the sky.
People don’t rise early without profit; this person is so attentive to her, perhaps because there’s something to gain from her...
Thinking this way, Tanya simply didn’t reply.
The ride she called had already arrived, and Tanya hurriedly got into the car, heading towards the entrance of the neighborhood where she had an appointment with a realtor.
The neighborhood was right across from the Westgard Pharmaceuticals Headquarters.
The rent here wasn’t cheap, but since she was going to collaborate with Westgard Pharmaceuticals, living here would be convenient and would save on both transport and time costs.
There were only a few rental apartments in this upscale complex.
Tanya checked them all in one go and finally chose a three-bedroom with a living room, which also had a very sophisticated decoration. However, the price made her wince.
"Ms. Sinclair, this one rents for eleven thousand six hundred a month," the realtor kindly said, "You could rent a smaller one, which would be cheaper."
"No need, I have two children. I hope they can live comfortably," Tanya replied.
She wouldn’t give up custody of the two children.
Although it certainly couldn’t compare to the Hawthorne’s villa, she had to plan for the two children within her ability, giving them the best she could.
The rent over ten thousand was not cheap, but according to her capability, it was manageable. And this was just temporary; once she saved enough, she would buy back the house that once belonged to the Sinclair Family...
The realtor, also a woman, listened to Tanya and looked at her with even more sympathy.
It’s not easy for a woman to raise two children alone.
The realtor tentatively asked, "And the children’s father...?"
"Dead," Tanya said blandly, "Died five years ago."
Upon hearing this, the realtor felt even more sympathy for her, eventually helping her to negotiate five hundred off the rent with the landlord.
Very well, Vincent being alive was useless, but his death saved her five hundred a month.
Tanya signed the contract on the spot. After paying a deposit and three months’ rent, she received the keys to the apartment.
She could move in tonight.
The realtor had other clients and left first. Tanya went to the property office, did a facial recognition for the neighborhood gate, and then left.
She stood by the roadside, looking at the Westgard Pharmaceuticals Tower opposite. It seemed like a new life was waving at her, and she couldn’t help but smile slightly.
"Ms. Sinclair?" Suddenly a man’s voice came from behind, sounding somewhat familiar. Google seaʀᴄh novel~fire~net
Tanya turned around and saw Declan Pierce’s assistant—Janne Hayes, whom she had met twice before—walking towards her, dressed neatly in a smart business suit, exuding a strong aura of competence.
Although she didn’t like Declan, the man had helped her twice, so Tanya wouldn’t be rude to Janne. She politely nodded her head.
"Assistant Hayes," she subconsciously looked left and right, a bit worried about Declan suddenly appearing.
Janne naturally saw through Tanya’s thoughts and smiled, "I came out alone to handle something and didn’t expect to bump into you. Ms. Sinclair, you’re here for?"
She hadn’t announced her move, and she wasn’t familiar enough with Janne to talk about personal matters.
Tanya answered, "I’m also here to handle something nearby."
Janne was about to say more when his phone rang. There seemed to be an urgent matter on the other end; he replied, "Alright, I’m coming over right now."
Tanya said, "Assistant Hayes, you should go; I need to head back to the company as well."
Janne said no more, gave a slight bow to Tanya, then crossed the street and left.
Tanya stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.
Not far away, a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class was stopped behind the crosswalk waiting for a red light.
In the driver’s seat, Rhys Lucas had one hand on the steering wheel, coldly staring at Tanya by the roadside. He took another look at Janne who had left, and his eyes grew more sinister.
He knew Janne was Declan Pierce’s assistant!
But how did Tanya know him?
And why pick such an odd time at noon, during lunch break, to have a secret meeting with Janne!
Rhys turned his gaze to the Westgard Pharmaceuticals Headquarters building, gradually understanding.
He had heard Cindy mention that Tanya was working on the same R&D project as her.
And both of them had passed Westgard Pharmaceuticals’ preliminary review; tomorrow morning, Tanya and Cindy would take their project plans to Declan for the final partnership selection!
Rhys squinted coldly, his eyes filled with a chilling light.
It seemed Tanya was so afraid of losing to Cindy that she had come to pull strings!
Such shameless acts were indeed something that someone like Tanya could pull off.
Who would have thought this hick had some tricks up her sleeve and managed to hook up with Janne!
The green light ahead turned on.
Thinking about how Vincent told him that Tanya intentionally drove into Cindy earlier, rage surged within Rhys.
He suddenly slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the car shot out like an arrow, rushing directly at Tanya by the roadside!
Tanya had just spotted a taxi dropping off passengers across the street and was waving for it, when out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a black car, as if out of control, charging toward her menacingly at a terrifying speed, seeming to want to run her down!
Tanya’s heart skipped in shock, instinctively stepping back, but stepped on a stone, falling heavily to the ground.
A sharp pain shot through her ankle immediately.
A piercing screech of brakes.
The car’s front stopped just a few centimeters away from her, then backed away slowly, sliding up to her side.
The window next to the driver’s seat rolled down, revealing Rhys’s face with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
"Really sorry, the car kind of lost control just now." Rhys Lucas pulled out a stack of cash from his wallet and tossed it towards Tanya outside the window, "Consider it compensation for your medical expenses."
He was about to leave when he heard Tanya’s voice.
"What?" Rhys frowned.
Tanya stared at him intently, her face pale as if she might faint from pain at any moment.
"Why don’t you come down and see... what state you’ve left me in?"
Rhys heard her words with skepticism.
On one hand, he was confident in his driving skills, definitely incapable of hitting Tanya; his intent was only to scare her a bit and vent some anger for Cindy.
On the other hand, Tanya’s painful expression made it seem like she really was hit... After all, she was still Vincent Hawthorne’s wife, and if he truly had run her over, he wouldn’t have an easy time explaining to Vincent...
Considering this, Rhys reluctantly opened the car door and got out to check on Tanya’s condition.
He walked over to Tanya, just as he kneeled down slightly, Tanya, who had been in apparent pain, suddenly had her eyes turn cold, a fierce expression flashed through her eyes. Without giving Rhys time to react, she swung her hand with all her might and slapped him hard across the face.
A crisp and loud slap.
The blow was so forceful that Tanya’s palm tingled with numbness.
She coldly stared at Rhys, enduring the pain in her ankle as she slowly stood up, saying word by word, "Now, that’s enough."