Chapter 126 Steal the Show

Meryl sensed Anne’s nervousness and asked, “So, your sudden concern for Anne is because she’s carrying your child?”

Meryl’s questions became more and more pointed, hoping to help Anne clarify things. After all, Anne was pregnant, and if Dante could turn his life around, that would be a good thing. But if he just saw Anne as a birth tool, he would still betray her in the future. It would be better for Anne to end it now while she still had options. After all, women always sacrifice more when it comes to pregnancy and childbirth.

“Anne is not my birth tool,” Dante replied after a long while.

Meryl glanced at Anne, who sighed with relief.

The call ended, and Anne’s mood became cheerful. Her good mood lasted until the next morning. Anne was quite skilled in makeup and styling, so she personally did Meryl’s hair. Today, Meryl was going to Aniston Villa to meet the Anistons as Chandler’s wife formally, and Anne wanted to make sure Meryl stole the show. Anne curled Meryl’s waterfall-like long hair into waves, ensuring she was beautiful from every angle.

“It’s a pity I can’t go. I really want to see Lydia’s face when she sees you.”

Meryl saw her perfect face in the mirror, and Anne pinched her cheeks with a hint of envy. Meryl had gained some weight recently and was no longer as thin, her beauty at its peak.

“Why don’t you ask the maid to record a video and send it to me secretly? I’ll post it in the group and let everyone see it.”

Anne’s idea was really mean.

Meryl called Chandler and asked him when he would come to pick her up. Chandler said he had something urgent and might be delayed, telling Meryl to take a taxi to the villa first. Meryl nodded, ready to hang up, but Chandler asked, “Have you packed your bags?”

“What?” Meryl was a bit confused.

“Mrs. Aniston, since you want to be open about our relationship, are you planning to move away from your shabby bachelor apartment?”

Meryl glanced around, wondering, “My apartment is fine. Not shabby at all!”

Since Meryl had turned on the speakerphone, Anne could hear Chandler. She held her belly and laughed out loud on the bed.

After hanging up, Anne said, “Chandler has just tasted the forbidden fruit, yet you’ve left him alone for so many days. Aren’t you just torturing him on purpose?”

“Am I?”

Meryl’s cheeks turned red, thinking that they had almost lost control in the car days ago. Her heart started to race.

“Alright, don’t be shy. Cheer up and hurry to Aniston Villa. I’ll help you pack, and you’ll move to his house tonight. Feed Chandler well, okay?”

Meryl was too shy to speak.

Aniston Villa was located in the upscale villa area on the outskirts of Kingdom, surrounded by hundreds of luxury villas, and was a famous gathering place for the wealthy. The further inside, the quieter it became and the more distinguished the status. The villa area had strict security checkpoints, and vehicles must have special passes to enter and exit. Among the crowd of luxury cars, Meryl’s taxi was out of place. But that taxi was unstopped all the way, which became quite a spectacle.