Coolest Girl in Town (Elise and Alexander)
Chapter 900

Chapter 900 A “Sincere” Apology

Margaret fell silent in thought once she heard what Lyra said. Her brows furrowed as she ponderedjust how much of what Lyra had told her could be trusted.

Everyone knew that Alexander was generous toward his woman. If Anastasia did in fact owesomeone money, he would not stand idly by. Why would the Whites have to be responsible for thedebt?

After noticing Margaret's lack of reaction, Lyra grabbed Edmond's pants and pleaded through hertears, “Edmond, I know you like Adelpha. I'll let her marry you, so can you take us in? You won't haveto spend a lot of money on us. You can just give us three meals a day. Actually, just two meals areenough. Just give us two meals a day. We'll work too!”

Edmond kicked off her hands in disgust. “What are you blabbering, you crazy woman? Get yourhands off me! You'd never be able to pay me back if you ruined my bespoke suit!”

Overwhelmed with despair, Lyra wiped her tears and wailed, “Why is my life so hard?”

Just then, Margaret cast aside all traces of her prior aloofness as she bent down and gently helpedLyra up. “Don't cry, Mrs. White. I'll buy you some food and replace you a place to stay.”

"What's wrong with you? We still have an appointment with an investor!” Edmond tapped his watchimpatiently to remind Margaret that they didn't have much time left.

“They're not going to invest in us anyway. It doesn’t matter if we skip the meeting.” Margaret gavehim a look that hinted he should go along with her. “Come on! Hurry up and give me a hand!”Edmond couldn't argue with her, but he couldn't bring himself to touch Lyra either, so his onlychoice was to trudge along begrudgingly behind Margaret.

It took them one hour to settle Lyra's needs, and once they left the hotel, Edmond started ranting atMargaret. “I have no idea what's going on inside your head. We can't even take care of ourselvesright now, so why are you getting involved in the sh*tty business with the Whites?"

“I have my reasons, of course.” Margaret finally explained what she had been mulling over."Anastasia White could very well be the next Mrs. Griffith. Do you think that anyone would force theWhites into such a predicament without Alexander's permission?”

“You're right. Does that mean it's Anastasia herself who's doing this to the Whites?” Edmond beganto shake a little. “Does that mean that she’s also the reason why we've hit a roadblock in ourproject?”

Margaret nodded. “I thought everything was settled after Alexander humiliated me at the televisionstation a while back, but from the looks of it now, they won't stop until they've ruined us.”

"We're doomed if we try to stand against Alexander! Why are we still breaking our backs over this?We should apologize to Anastasia right away and beg her to forgive us!” Edmond was willing toadmit he was a wuss. He didn't want to end up in the same state as Lyra.

"We'll do as you say. Let's apologize and admit our mistakes,” Margaret said in a rare show ofsolidarity.

"Hurry up then! What are we waiting for?” Edmond didn’t want to waste a single second.

However, Margaret glanced at him and her cold eyes flashed menacingly. “Anastasia won't botherto listen to us if we just go over like that.”

“Then tell me what you think we should do. I'll do whatever you say.” Edmond looked dead serious.He had full faith in her intelligence and was certain that they could brave this storm just like theyalways had in the past.

Margaret's expression shifted slightly. She started surveying him with a look of icy indifferenceEdmond felt a shiver down his spine. Just as he averted his eyes to avoid her gaze, she suddenlydashed behind him and shoved him onto the street.

As a result, his left foot was run over by a cab before he could even register what was happening.*Arghhhhh!”

Edmond howled in agony as he held his leg. “I'm dying! Help! Call an ambulance!”

“Can you still bear the pain?” Margaret crouched down and calmly checked his injury.

“F*cking hell! I'm warning you, Margaret. If I lose my leg because of this, I won't stop until I makeyou pay!” Edmond bellowed at the top of his lungs. He couldn't be bothered to maintain his imagein public.

“Go ahead and take it out on me. At the very least, we can prove our sincerity now.”

An hour later, Margaret helped Edmond into Alexander's villa.

Alexander, who had only injured his leg earlier, now had a cast on both his left arm and left leg, aswell as gauze wrapped around his forehead with blood oozing through the bandage still.

A few moments later, Alexander came downstairs with Elise and they both sat down on the couch.“I heard you were doing whatever you could to see me. Well, I'm here now, so spit it out.” Elise’sexpression was uninviting. She had no patience for them.

Margaret and Edmond exchanged a look before steeling themselves and kneeling down on theground.

"Anastasia, we came here today to apologize to you.”

“I was selfish. I stole your pen name and your writing. I've brought all the evidence that provesyou're the true owner and I'm returning everything to you now.”

“I'm sorry. Although it's taken me very long to apologize, I really hope that you can forgive me.”Having said that, Margaret took a leather folder out of her bag and pushed it forward.

Elise glanced at the folder but her expression didn’t change. It was hard to tell what she wasthinking.

Margaret kept her head low for a while. Seeing that Elise wasn't showing any response, she tuggedon Edmond's shirt to get him to speak up as well.

Edmond knocked his head on the ground. “Anastasia, I mistreated you in the past. I fooled aroundand cheated on you. I shouldn't have listened to Adelpha and gotten tricked by her instigation todestroy your reputation and harm your life. From now on, I'll reflect upon myself and spend myentire life making it up to you. I just hope that you'll forget about the past and continue having ahappy life.”

Elise remained distant and unmoved.

Margaret quickly jumped in. “As they say, someone who knows how to repent is far more valuablethan gold, right? After everything we've been through, we really have changed for the better.Anastasia, did you know that Edmond regretted hurting you so much that he jumped off a building?He wanted to atone for his mistakes by taking his life. Even though he didnt die, he truly wishes tomake it up to you.”

Alexander cocked his eyebrows in amusement. “That sincere, huh? Which floor did he jump offfrom? How did he get so lucky to survive with just a broken leg?”

“I wanted to die too but a tree cushioned my fall. I took it as a sign that fate wants me to stay aliveand spend the rest of my life making it up to Anastasia instead,” Edmond declared as he pretendedto be speaking straight from the heart.

“That's what I want to say too. Anastasia, we'll spend the rest of our lives making you happy. Wewon't do anything else but that. Can you give us a chance, please?” Margaret looked absolutelysincere as well.

“You don’t need to spend the rest of your life on that. You have a chance in front of you now,”Alexander said. “Anastasia owes me money. She still owes me tens of millions even after the amountthe Whites have paid back. Since you feel so regretful now, you can take over the debt and take theburden off the Whites’ shoulders.”

“Alright,” Margaret agreed without any hesitation.

If Alexander were to deal with them behind their backs, they might end up on their deathbeds notknowing how it even happened. In comparison to that, it was far better to owe him money inexchange for their lives.

However, Edmond was far less receptive to that idea.

He came here to apologize so that he could save his company. He had broken his leg and kneeledin front of them, yet he was being asked to turn over all of his wealth and fortune to repayAnastasia’s debt. Isn't that the same as losing everything?

“If you want to repay her debt for her, you can do it alone! Don’t count me in!”