Chapter 6: Her Sobbing Accusation, You're a Perverted Maniac
That slap was delivered with all her strength, trembling her whole being.
With her eyes red, she wiped away her tears and choked out her accusation, "Avila, you're a perverted maniac!"
The girl's crying voice made him feel uneasy. He picked up the cigarette and lighter from the table and lit it in front of her.
His hands were long and fair, and his smoking posture was elegant and composed.
Besides the coldness in his eyes, he was truly sexy and irresistible.
Halfway through the cigarette, Avila had regained his composure, his handsome face now clear and calm.
He spoke coldly, "I was wrong just now. You can make a request to me."
Make a request?
After taking advantage of her, he wanted to give her something in return. Truly, he was a ruthless businessman.
Lara wiped away her tears with her hand, her eyes shining with mockery. "What? Bella Cole isn't by your side, so you're resorting to such measures?"
Resorting to such measures...
He exhaled a puff of smoke, thinking about his loss of control just now, a shadow creeping onto his handsome face.
Perhaps it was indeed the aftermath of abstaining, after all, he...
At her age, she was no longer young.
He glanced at her and asked, "Do you want to make a request?"
"Yes!" she replied without hesitation. She had already been taken advantage of, so why not make a request?
Avila took a drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke in her face. "Tell me," he said arrogantly.
Lara coughed a few times due to the smoke and glared at him angrily. "What are you doing?"
Avila was a bit absent-minded; he didn't even know what he was doing.
Lara took a deep breath and moved to the side, clearly expressing her vigilance on her beautiful face. "You already have the company, there's no need to go to such extremes, Avila. Even if there is any debt between us, it's you who owes me. Do I need to remind you of what happened five years ago?"
Five years ago...
Through the smoke, Avila squinted his eyes, recalling the car accident from five years ago.
At that time, Bella was in critical condition, and the hospital was in urgent need of blood.
He knew that both of them had Rh-negative blood, so he begged her to donate blood to save a life.
Joel Morris was also present at the time, and upon hearing his request, he had someone beat him up, telling him not to have any delusions.
Joel looked at the man lying on the ground with a cold and disdainful expression. "My Lara is so noble; she would never save a driver's daughter. If you ever dare to say these words to her again, believe me, I will destroy you!"
Avila naturally believed him. At that time, he was still in a vulnerable position and didn't have the ability to oppose Joel.
Not being able to resist meant giving up.
Just as he was prepared to give in completely, the little princess stood up.
The long skirt that reached her ankles gently swayed as she walked in front of him, looking down at him from a higher position. She arrogantly and hesitantly said, "Brother Avila, because you've been fairly good to me, I can donate blood to the driver's daughter. But you owe me one, so how do you plan to repay me in the future?"
How to repay her?
He remembered that at the time he had said... an eye for an eye.
Five years had passed in an instant.
But it was true that he owed her once.
Avila suppressed all emotions and looked at her expressionlessly. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Lara smiled faintly, her voice slightly hoarse as if she had just finished crying, as she met his cold gaze. "Five years ago, you said an eye for an eye. If I were to ask you to die for me, would you do it?"
Avila remained silent.
After a few seconds of confrontation, Lara withdrew her gaze and ran her hand through her messy long hair. She said calmly, "If you can't do that, then put away your tricks and ask the hospital to extend the deadline for payment. That's all I ask of you."