The Fortune-Telling Heiress

BeefyBite's husband held her in one arm, quickly comforting her, "Don't be afraid. I'm here. The shoes..."novelbin

BeefyBite hurriedly recounted her livestream experience, mentioning Madison's intervention.

"Honey, you have no idea how terrifying it was! The shoes actually started walking toward me! If it weren't for Ms. Locke, I might have died right here. I told you I wasn't depressed, but you didn't believe me." Her husband shot a subtle glance at the pair of shoes.

"Then, we should thank Ms. Locke properly."

BeefyBite lifted her phone and spoke to the camera, "Ms. Locke, this is my husband.

"Honey, I'm too scared to deal with these shoes. Can you take care of them?"

Her husband nodded as he helped his wife settle onto the couch. He then picked up the high heels and said, "Honey, I'll go throw these shoes away."

"Mm-hmm! Throw them far away!"

BeefyBite's husband took the shoes and walked outside.

"Wow! What a handsome man! He doesn't seem scared at all."

"This is the kind of man who takes responsibility! Unlike my boyfriend, who hid behind me while watching the livestream."

"BeefyBite is so lucky!"

BeefyBite glanced at these comments and smiled. "Yeah! We're in an open relationship, and he has always treated me well."

Madison interjected, "You should call your family to come and keep you company."

"Huh? My family?" BeefyBite was puzzled.

"Yes. Relatives and friends will do."

Though BeefyBite didn't understand why Madison wanted her to do this, she followed her suggestion and called her good friends and parents. Twenty minutes later, her husband returned.

BeefyBite sniffed the air and asked, "Honey, why do you smell like smoke?"

Her husband took a sip of water and replied, "The shoes weren't clean was afraid that someone might pick them up if I just threw them away, so I found a place to burn them."

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After finishing his drink, he squatted before BeefyBite and took her hands. "Honey, don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll protect you."

BeefyBite patted her husband's head. "I know! Of course, I know that you'll protect me."

"Honey, I think we should do more good deeds to build good karma," her husband said gently. "Remember the person who wanted to buy the house? Let's go and help them!"

BeefyBite furrowed her brows. "But that house is in such a good location even though it's small. Selling it for such a low price... I..."

"But that mother and son are pretty

pitiful, aren't they? If it weren't for the son's education, she wouldn't be spending all her savings to buy a house. Let's consider it a good deed! The house will just be sitting there, and we won't be living in it anyway."

BeefyBite hesitated.

Before today's events, she would have absolutely refused to consider selling the house at such a low price. That house was now worth over

seven million, but the buyer o offered one million. She had been adamant about not selling it back then.

But now...

"Honey, do you agree?"

BeefyBite's husband stared at her intently, making her feel a bit perplexed and uneasy. "Honey, selling the house is a big decision. We should consider it carefully."