Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)
Chapter 404

Zoella chuckled when she saw Liya's expressions. She took out an empty cheque from the drawer, wrote a few words, and handed it to Liya.

Liya looked at the cheque with her mouth agape. Five million dollars? It was a huge sum for a modest woman like her. Her face lit up when she thought of her father in the ward, but she became worried again. She put the cheque on the table and muttered, "I can't take that much money, Miss Yates. Besides, I don't have the ability to pay it back."

She gripped her shirt tightly as she kept glancing at the cheque from time to time. Her gleaming eyes showed a hint of unease.

Zoella noticed it. She pushed the cheque towards her and sat down next to her. She held her hand and said, "It's my fault for only finding you yesterday. I didn't realize your family had come to such a state. What a pity."

She spoke with a trace of sadness in her eyes. Liya was moved and her eyes welled up with tears. "Miss Yates, I'm grateful that you even thought of my family, unlike other people who only wish upon our death."

She said with a trembling voice as hatred appeared in her eyes.

Zoella sighed and said, "Ten years ago, my family collapsed and I didn't ask about you. However, I had done my best to send some money your way. Did you receive it?"

"Money?" Liya's eyes widened when she heard this. "Miss Yates, you sent them? You had no idea! That money supported me through college but I didn't know who sent it. I always thought it was the Richards family."

She said excitedly as she looked at Zoella with eyes full of surprise and joy.

She had always assumed that the Richards Family had sent the money. She didn't expect it to be Zoella. This was unbelievable.

Why was Zoella so good to her family?

"Sigh. Perhaps it's because we share the same fate. We were all miserable and had been oppressed by others back then. I have remembered you ever since. Not to mention that we played together when we children," Zoella said with a sad tone.

"That's right. Life was horrible then," Liya said as she took a trip down memory lane.

She was only nine when her mother took her to Richards Manor and had stayed there for three years. It was during that time she found out what kind of life the children of rich families were living compared to hers. After Old Master Richards had passed away, she and her mother were chased out of the manor.

She held onto her mother and cried in the heavy rain the day they were chased out. Then, her mother had fallen ill and never woke up. When she found her father, he had been living a life filled with anxiety and hunger.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face was frighteningly pale. She gripped her clothes tightly and gritted her teeth.

"It's all in the past, Liya. I'll be like your older sister from now on. We're family now. Don't worry, I won't treat you shabbily." Zoella moved Liya's heart like a spring breeze. She lifted her eyes and said gratefully, "Zoella, you treat me so well. I don't know how to repay your kindness."

She was extremely grateful but still felt uneasy. Growing up, she knew there's no such thing as free lunch. However, she had neither power nor influence. Even the bachelor's degree she received in computer science was from an average university. She did not know how to help or repay Zoella. Therefore, she still had her doubts.

Zoella patted the back of Liya's hand and said with a smile, "Liya, you're young, beautiful, and full of potential. You have to marry a good man. Otherwise, it would be a shame for such a beauty like you." Liya smiled bashfully and lowered her head.

Her shy look would drive men crazy. The smile in Zoella's eyes deepened.

"Liya, now that we are like sisters, I want to give you a piece of advice. Not only will it help me, you'll also be able to live a rich and glamorous life. How does that sound to you?" Zoella looked as if she had just thought about it.

Liya raised her head and looked at Zoella with her big, almond-shaped eyes. Confusion filled her face.

Zoella patiently asked, "Liya, do you still remember Hansen from Richards Manor?"

"Hansen?" Liya's eyes lit up as she asked excitedly, "Zoella, are you referring to the current master of Richards Manor, the President of Richards Group, Mr. Hansen?"

"Yes." Zoella nodded. Her smile was unfathomable.

"Yes, I remember, but what does this have to do with us?" The light in Liya's eyes quickly dimmed. She shook her head and asked, "I don't understand, Zoella." "It's simple. If you become Hansen's lady, you can live the life you want. The world's your oyster. It's hard to find such a rich and powerful family in the world, let alone in A City. Besides, you two knew each other when you were children. You can use this to your advantage. Ask to work in his company and the rest will work itself out," Zoella explained.

"No." Liya's face dimmed and said in a low voice, "That won't do. Hansen is so high and mighty. I'm sure he had already forgotten about me. Besides, he's happily married to a gorgeous woman. I wouldn't ever stand a chance, let alone with my lowly position. I don't think I have it in me to separate them."

Liya shook her head. Ever since she began living in the mansion, Hansen had always been a noble Young Master. He was loved by thousands of people and led a carefree and high-flying life. Though she lived there, she was despised by the servants, so much so that she did not even have the right to ask for anything.

To become Hansen's lady, this was nothing more than a fantasy.

Zoella, on the other hand, smiled confidently. "Liya, do you still remember when Norton and Miss Zoey bullied you. Hansen openly defended you and even scolded his cousin. I'm sure you remember that." That was true. Liya's eyes sparkled again. Nevertheless, they were just eleven or twelve years old. Things weren't as complicated back then. What's more, it was not a big deal at all.

Even if they remembered, Hansen would have probably long forgotten about it.

She looked confused, nodded, but eventually, she shook her head.