Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 57 - You Wont Find Anyone Better Than Me

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Chapter 57: Chapter 57: You Won’t Find Anyone Better Than Me

Chapter 57 -57: You Won’t Find Anyone Better Than Me

“Don’t give me that useless talk, I want results…”

Oliver Hughes was still angrily cursing when he turned around and fell silent instantly upon seeing Bella Woods, cutting off his call.

“Did you finish complaining to my uncle?” Oliver asked Bella impatiently.

“You…”

Bella wanted to ask Oliver about the competition, but she realized there was no point in asking.

“Me?” Oliver looked at Bella with a mocking expression, “I’m surprised, you’re quite capable. You helped my uncle test a dress for my future aunt-in-law, yet you managed to get him to stand up for you and reprimand me.”

Oliver crossed his arms, bent down to meet Bella’s gaze at eye level, “How did I not know my fiancée was so capable?”

Bella stepped back, not responding to his words, but instead said, “We should head down the mountain.”

Tim Season approached, holding a helmet, “The car is already arranged.”

“It’s not far from here to the bottom of the mountain, can we walk down together?” Bella asked Oliver.

“Sure, why not?” Oliver shook the watch on his wrist, “My uncle told me to obey for 48 hours, this watch is monitoring in real-time.”

After speaking, Oliver suddenly asked, “Fiancée, do you need me to bark like a dog?”

“I want to take this opportunity to talk to you properly,” Bella ignored his sarcasm, “We’re getting engaged, if there are misunderstandings, we should discuss them.”

Oliver snorted dismissively, “Alright, why not.”

Then, Oliver walked away directly.

Bella turned back to greet Tim Season, “Thank you, Mr. Season, we’ll head off first.”

Tim Season nodded, “Take care.”

Bella had just stepped out the door when Oliver returned with a dark expression, standing beside her, waiting to walk together.

Bella glanced at his watch that had just dimmed, said nothing, and headed down the mountain path.

The once pitch-dark path down the mountain was now illuminated clearly by a series of streetlights.

Walking side by side, the sounds of insects and wildlife in the mountain added a touch of interest.

About halfway down in silence, Bella spoke up to break it, “Do you really want to get engaged to me?”

Oliver stopped and looked at Bella, “What do you mean, causing trouble again? Bella, haven’t I told you how annoying it is when you keep saying you don’t want to get engaged?”

“I just want to ask if you want the engagement,” Bella communicated with stable emotions.

Oliver became more irritable, “It’s not up to you, if you really don’t want it, cause a ruckus, get your family to give up the project, it’s annoying.”

He kicked a stone on the ground out of impatience.

Bella held back Oliver, who was about to walk away, “What I mean is, if you still want to get engaged, could we be a bit more peaceful?”

“Am I the one who doesn’t want peace?” Oliver pointed at Bella and questioned, “It’s you, Bella, who repeatedly throws a tantrum about not wanting the engagement, and it’s you, Bella, who cheated and sought out a little pretty boy, who’s really not wanting peace?”

“How can you be so sure I sought out a little pretty boy?” Bella retorted.

“What do you mean?” Oliver still looked displeased.

“Without substantial evidence, deciding my guilt is very unfair,” Bella said, “If you’re certain I kept a little pretty boy, show me the evidence, bring me that little pretty boy I’ve kept, so I can’t deny.”

She looked at Oliver calmly.

Watching his previously irritable expression gradually calm as he squinted at Bella.

“Not throwing the evidence at you is giving you face, and yet you demand to embarrass yourself?”

“If there’s evidence, throw it right at me, shame me. If not, then let me ask, is it because you don’t want the engagement and therefore slander me, or is it because someone told you something, leading you to injure me so gravely?”

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“Oliver, have you figured it out, do you want to be engaged to me or not?”

Bella and Oliver locked eyes.

Until he looked away, frustratedly pulling out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, silently smoking and walking ahead.

Bella didn’t know what he was thinking and just quietly followed behind him.

In truth, Bella was quite nervous.

Her uncle had reminded her, if she wanted the engagement, she couldn’t admit to those things.

Based on Bella’s understanding of Oliver, if the race wasn’t intentionally lost, then making her a bet was just Oliver’s temper tantrum.

His tantrum indicated the video evidence provided by Sienna Warren was ambiguous, so he was just angry, not taking real revenge on Bella.

“Bella Woods.” Oliver looked back at her, “What if I don’t want the engagement?”

“Die,” Bella replied frankly.

“Die?” Oliver found it ridiculous.

“The Newcity development project funds exceed my family’s assets significantly, it’s clear my father took out huge loans to bet everything on it. If the engagement falls through, the banks lending loans to my family because of the Hughes family’s face will come to collect debts. Before our family collapses, they would definitely have me dead first.”

“Hmph, sounds like something a family selling a daughter for prestige would do.”

Oliver showed immense disdain, then arrogantly tilted his chin towards Bella, “In light of you saving my mother, I’ll save your life and get engaged to you.”

Bella silently faced Oliver, feeling his high-handed benevolence, and could only say, “Thank you, Young Master Oliver.”

“As long as you don’t cause trouble, I won’t be too harsh on you,” Oliver patted Bella’s head.

“You should realize, given your conditions, including your family’s, that Oliver Hughes choosing you is the luck of your life.

Without me, you wouldn’t find anyone better, so act wisely, cling to me, don’t cause a scene where I become disappointed in you and give up, leaving you with nothing.”

Bella felt nothing but humiliation, yet found no fault in Oliver’s words.

Peace City is too vast, ranking among the nation’s top three in GDP, where innumerable migrant workers strive to claim a patch of land here.

At the same time, the stratification is too severe, the upper circles are unreachably high for generations below.

Many aspire to change their social status through marriage, and Bella has the best chance.

However, she stubbornly refused to trade her life for her family’s prosperity, her siblings’ bright future, only to be belittled and disdained.

She simply wanted to secure a future for herself.

“I appreciate you’re still willing to be engaged, and I promise not to cause more issues,” Bella said, “Including if you, with Sienna or any other woman, I’d ensure to turn a blind eye, as if I don’t know.”

“What do you mean?” Oliver’s demeanor suddenly changed.

Bella was surprised by his sudden change, thinking they had found common ground discussing this calmly just moments ago.

Moreover, wasn’t what she said exactly what Oliver wanted?

“Bella Woods, are you trying to be clever again, you damn haven’t learned your lesson!”

Oliver reached out to pinch Bella’s face.

But as he moved, the watch screen lit up and sounded an alarm, followed by Ashton Marshall’s deep voice, “Oliver Hughes, what are you doing?”