Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 130

[Marcus: ?]

[Anastasia: The poison in your leg—only I can cure it!]

Anastasia wrote these words with absolute confidence. After all, she’d lived this lifetime before.

Meanwhile, across town.

Riverton, Jackson estate.

Marcus burst out laughing as soon as he saw the message.

“Who does this scammer think she’s fooling? Me?”

Dozens of top doctors had tried and failed, and now she was claiming she had a cure? Did he look like an idiot?

He fired back a reply, his fingers tapping mockingly at the screen:

[If you can fix me, I’ll eat my own shoe on livestream. Get lost!]

Anastasia: ???

She nearly fell backward in exasperation, grinding her teeth as she typed furiously:

[Just wait!!]

He’d given his word. If he wanted to test her, he’d better be ready for the consequences.

Marcus tossed his phone aside, not giving the exchange a second thought. Honestly, if this fraud had managed to get his contact info, she must have some connections—but then how could she not know his condition was genetic, not some kind of poisoning?

Poison? What a joke.

“Are the arrangements ready?” he asked his assistant.

His leg was beyond hope. He was no longer in line to inherit anything, so why stick around here? It was time to pack up and join Harrison in Fairhaven.

…

Anastasia had barely set her phone down when a housekeeper appeared at the door. “Ma’am, Mr. and Mrs. Sterling have arrived.”

It took her a second to realize the housekeeper meant Gabriel and Nora, her nominal parents-in-law.

A man like Harrison Lancaster wouldn’t care about a few million dollars, but if he found out that Anastasia had nearly ruined her own family for the sake of money—would he still love someone with such a cold heart?

Anastasia didn’t have to wait long before Gabriel and Nora were shown in.

“Mr. Lancaster!” Both of them wore bright, ingratiating smiles as they bowed slightly in greeting.

Anastasia remained seated, not bothering to stand or even speak. She leaned lazily against Harrison’s side, absently tracing his elegant fingers.

Suddenly, his hand closed over hers, warm and firm, trapping her fingers so she couldn’t move.

Harrison gave the mischievous girl beside him most of his attention, sparing only a fraction for the Sterlings.

“You’re here on business, I assume?”

Gabriel didn’t even notice Harrison’s chilly tone. In fact, he was so flattered that Harrison had spoken to him directly, he could barely contain himself.

“Our company’s run into some difficulties,” he began eagerly. “We were hoping you might be able to help, Mr. Lancaster…”

Anastasia looked up, instantly understanding. So Gabriel still hadn’t given up on that loan the Sterling company so desperately needed.