Chapter 372 Never Made A Deal

Larry shook hands with Jack before casting a defensive look at Rachel. He asked, "And she is?"

"My name is Rachel Shen. Nice to meet you, Uncle Larry," Rachel introduced herself with a smile.

Jack then wrapped his arm around her shoulder and said proudly, "My fiancee."

"Oh, I see." There was still a hint of query and alienation in Larry's eyes, but his lips curved into a smile.

He picked up the teapot, poured tea to the three teacups in front of him, and gave Jack and Rachel each. Without raising his eyes, he said, "Jack, you should already know what I want to say to you today."

"I know," Jack replied.

He then held Rachel's hand and added, "Rachel is my fiancee, so I don't hide anything from her. Even if I don't bring her here, I'll still tell her everything after I get home. That's why I decided to take her with me."

There was a moment of silence before Larry picked up his teacup to take a sip. Then he said seriously, "Since you say so, I don't have any objection."

He continued, "Marcus is still ignorant. Right now, he is young and impulsive. Jack, with your current status and experiences in life, I believe that you know what is best for him."

Jack turned to look at Rachel, who was leisurely drinking her tea, and said, "I know. I also know how difficult it is to find true love."

Larry chuckled and said with a frown, "It seems that you are also as naive as Marcus."

He realized that it was no use persuading Jack. Tapping the table with his fingers

one breath, but they were also out of breath. Rachel fanned herself with her hand while looking around the not-so-spacious apartment and asked, "Where is your room?"

She could imagine how difficult it would be for them to carry the bag of clothes downstairs later.

When they entered Celia's room, she scratched the back of her head and smiled shyly. "I was too busy this morning to tidy it up." She immediately covered the pile of clothes on the bed. "There, you won't see the mess anymore."

Rachel could only smile helplessly.

Celia pulled out a huge bag of clothes from the corner below the window and wrapped it with black plastic tape. When she tried to carry it, her face twisted so Rachel couldn't help asking, "How many clothes do you have?"

With a pout, she replied, "He used to be rich and gave me an allowance every month. I used most of the money to buy clothes."

Rachel knew that she was referring to Dylan.

Celia bent down and took out a sweater from the bag. She showed it to Rachel and said, "Look, this is still new. In fact, I have only worn this once. It's just a waste to throw them all away, so I want to donate them instead."

Rachel agreed with a nod. She was about to ask Celia to lift the bag together when they suddenly heard a loud crash outside, followed by a sharp voice. "This shabby house! The elevator is broken again. This is so tiring! I was so stupid to marry him. I thought I could enjoy my life. I didn't expect that I would suffer like this."