Heart Hunting

Chapter 36

Meeting enemies causes hatred. Compared with Ben's anger, Jean is calm and confident.

She takes off the sunglasses and glances at him coldly. "Why not take a look at yourself? Dressing like

a flower peacock, you are just like a stupid son of a rich man. Don't be so close to me. I can't afford to

lose face.”

"You...you're the one who kills my dad. And you're still so arrogant? Don't you be afraid I sue you for

murder?” Ben is so angry that he says the impossible thing.

Jean doesn't take him seriously. "Go ahead. No one will stop you.”

Then she walks inside in her high heels.

"Bah...just a 'black widow', don't think you're amazing!” Ben is pissed off by her haughty manner. But he

can’t do anything to her.

Mr. young walks from the other side of the car to Ben's side and asks politely, "Mr. Butler, can we go

now?”

“Let’s go!” Ben looks at Jean ahead of him. He doesn't want to be beat down by her momentum. So he

strides towards the building.

They walks into the building in tandem , and become an exaggerated scenery. Both Jean's fashion

style and Ben's colorful style attract people's attention.

Jean, who is walking ahead, stops at the elevator and presses the button. When the door opens, she

walks in quickly. When the door is about to close, Ben squeezes in through the crack of the elevator.

They share the same room in the elevator. The sparks of their anger fire seems to squeak in the air,

and the smell of war smoke is constantly fermenting.

Ben can't suppress his discontent, he sighs "if my father knows that your life is so colorful after his

death, will he be so angry that climbs out of the coffin?”

Jean smiles coldly and shakes her head, and says with a strange tone. "I'm afraid you're the one who

gets your father out of the coffin. You hooked up a woman to home right after you father's death. Is that

proper?”

What she said is true. Ben was born dissolute. On the third day after his father died, he couldn't help

but flirting with others, let alone a week after his father died.

Ben gets a little embarrassed, but he can't retort her even he is not reconciled at all. He beats around

the bush. "We are the same. Who doesn't know that you have been close to a golf coach a while ago?

My father is so pitiful, being cuckolded after death. Be careful if he comes back to you at night!”

"Don't worry about me. Even ghosts are afraid of me. I can't see a ghost even in the middle of the

night. But now, there is a dissolute ghost competing with me for heritage. How naive.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"I'm just getting back what I deserve. Unlike you, you want to get the heritage for nothing. The estate is

the result of my parents' effort. How can it be monopolized by an outsider?” Ben is indignant. He will

not give in on this matter.

"Ding..." the door of the elevator opens.

Jean doesn't bother to talk with him. She takes the lead out of the elevator. Jean pushes the fat Ben

away, and walks out of the elevator.

Ben's fat body almost doesn't stand firmly. He holds on to the wall. After adjusting his clothes, he

quickly runs after Jean.

Jean goes to the office with her head held high. She goes straight in without even looking at Ben.

When Ben comes out of the elevator, he finds that Mr. young didn't get into the elevator at all. He can't

stand Jean's showing off, so he doesn't wait for Mr. young. His pace is faster than Jean's. he pushes

her away and walks into the office hall first.

“Ben!” Jean is enraged by his behavior. "Are you a dog?”

Only dogs squeeze people.

Ben humphs and ignores her words. He turns to the receptionist in the front desk, and knocks on the

table, "tell lawyer Poppy that we're here.”

The receptionist knows that they had an appointment. She leads them directly to the conference room.

"Lawyer Poppy, your guests are here.”

Poppy walks over and is surprised that Ben is alone. "Mr. Butler, what about your lawyer?”

Jean satirizes, "someone squeezed into the elevator like a mad dog just now and left the other one!”

Ben gets a little embarrassed. His face darkens. "Jean, don't think I won't attack women.” "Mr. young

should be in the next elevator, " he turns to say to Poppy.

Poppy nods, ignoring their 'War'.