My dad taught me that a person can be incompetent, but not shameless."
Faye glanced at him after speaking, "Taking what’s not yours is shameless."
Oliver gave a silent laugh and shook his head, "You’ve got too many rules in your head.
No wonder Hunter left you."
Faye’s face froze for a moment as she turned to him, "Don’t mention him to me."
"Looks like Hunter is your bottom line."
Faye turned her head to look out the window.
Bottom line? No, Hunter was just the dust she wanted to sweep away from her heart.
Back at the hotel, she kicked off her high heels and flopped onto the bed.
What should she do next now that the Townsend Family was back on track?
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily, gently stroking her belly.
"Should we... leave this place?"
Her phone rang, and she sat up to take it out.
Seeing Richard’s caller ID, she sighed in frustration and answered the call.
"I’ve found a way to solve the Townsend family’s crisis.
Just hold on a little longer.
In just a few days, you can be Director Townsend again."
"I know," Richard’s voice sounded joyful.
Faye frowned, "You know? Know what?"
"Faye, I told you that even though you and your brother-in-law are divorced, there’s still some feelings left.
Before, when I asked you to get his help, you refused.
If you’d listened to me earlier, you wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble, see, in the end, you’re back to square one.
If you ask me, you might as well beg him to remarry."
"What do you mean?" Faye stood up, feeling there was something wrong with what Richard said.
"What do you mean going through so much trouble to end up back at square one?
Richard, explain yourself clearly."
"Why are you pretending not to know?
Hunter just called me to pick up a fifty million dollar check as working capital.
Isn’t this what you wanted?"
Faye reached out and tightly grabbed her hair.
She held back again and again, but finally couldn’t suppress her roar of anger: "Richard, are you crazy.
I said I would find a way; why did you take Hunter’s money?
What right do you have?"
How could she have a brother like Richard?
Why doesn’t he just drop dead?
Everything she did was ruined by him.
"Richard, I don’t care; you give the money back."
"Why should we, even if he doesn’t help us, after the divorce he should still give you some compensation.
With their assets worth billions, just fifty million is a bargain for him.
I even think it’s too little."
"Shut up." Faye hung up the phone directly, changed her clothes, and ran out.
Some words just couldn’t get through to Richard.
She couldn’t let Richard destroy her pride.
She went downstairs to hail a cab back to the Townsend family villa.
When she stormed into the living room, Richard was crossing his legs, making a call to ask a woman out.
With money in hand, it seemed he could squander a bit again.
Seeing Faye return, Richard raised his eyebrows, "Babe, I’ll call you back later."
Faye stepped forward and held out her hand, "Give me the check."
"No." Richard raised his chin, "Faye, stop being ridiculous, will you?
He’s willing to help, so why shouldn’t we accept it?"
Faye gritted her teeth, suppressing the roar in her heart: "Do you think fifty million can fix the Townsend family’s mess?
He’s just giving you a little money to fob off a beggar.
He’s telling us we’re so poor now we can only rely on him.
I’m telling you, Richard, snap out of it.