Destined to Love You

Chapter 85 I Help You

Michael held Angelia's hand tightly and his face was full of anxiety.

"Only you can help me."

"What I can help you?"

"You know, I always set my brother as my goal. In this bidding event, my brother and I compete for this

project."

"I know it's wrong, but Miller group is not as good as it used to be. If I can't win this project, the whole

company will go bankrupt!"

He took Angelia and said earnestly, "Give me my brother’s plan..."

"No way."

Upon hearing this, Angelia quickly refused.

"I can't do this."

Michael had guessed that she would refuse, and continued to said, "Help me this time. If I can’t get this

project, the whole Miller family will be over."

"You can go to Jonathan for help, maybe..."

"He would never agree!"

Michael interrupted Angelia and said, "I can assure you that I just take a look at the plan and I will

never do anything else."

Angelia frowned.

"Sorry, I really can't help you."

"Now Jonathan is not at home, is he? I know you used to work in his study, and you are allowed to

enter the study."

He pulled Angelia tightly.

"Help me, help the people in Miller family. This project was originally Miller Group’s. If it wasn't for my

brother..."

"Claudia..."

Angelia didn't expect that he wanted her to steal the plan, otherwise she would never let him in just

now.

"I really…"

Seeing that she was about to refuse again, Michael quickly said, "I know you don't like Angela being

close to Jonathan, I can help you."

Angelia opened her mouth.

He quickly said, "Not only this, but other things, as long as you put forward, I will definitely agree.”

Angelia hesitated for a while, and then asked slowly, "I heard that you and the Hunk family are

developing the western suburbs. There is a Sunshine Orphanage there, right?"

There was confusion in Michael's eyes, but he reacted quickly.

"Yes, as long as you can help me, no matter what the request is, I can do it."

Angelia clasped her hands together. She had an inner struggle in her heart.

Seeing her waver, Michael took out a small box.

"I can also give it to you."

"What is this?"

She took it. When she just opened, her face turned pale instantly, and she closed it quickly!

"Why do you have this?"

"What do you know?"

Michael glanced at the box. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Can you help me?"

Angelia turned pale and squeezed the box in her hand tightly.

She was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"I will help you."

Michael smiled with joy.

"Great! I know, you will promise me. Hurry up, or my brother will come back."

Angelia took a deep breath and walked up to the second floor.

She opened the door of the study.

She was here to help Jonathan repair the photo necklace.

The information Michael wanted was on the table. Jonathan didn't seem to worry about the plan being

stolen.

Angelia picked it up and looked at it. The details of the tender were recorded on it.

For the design standards and budgetary costs of the downtown area, each item was very detailed.

Even if she was not good at this kind of project, she also knew that the plan was perfect.

If it is showed that day, the project will definitely belong to Jonathan on the day of the bidding.

But…

Angelia quickly collected the information and was about to leave.

But at this time she found that on the other side of the table, there were a few useless manuscripts...

A few minutes later, when Angelia came down from the stairs again, there was an document in her

hand.

Michael hurriedly came to her.

"How? Is this this?"

Before Angelia could speak, he rushed over.

Seeing Angelia frowned, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't cause harm to my brother's

company."

Angelia clasped her hands tightly.

"You can leave."

Michael smiled and raised the document in his hand.

"Thanks."

He turned and walked outside.

As soon as he walked to the door, he met Jonathan who came back.

When Jonathan saw him, he was dissatisfied.

"Why are you here?"

Michael put the information behind him.

"Brother, I'm here to discuss with you about this tender."

Jonathan was cold.

"Even if you come, I will not give up this bidding."

"I know, this time I will definitely have a fair competition with you!"

Jonathan sneered, ignored him, and walked in.

He just took two steps, and felt a little uneasy.

He turned his head to look at Michael and saw the file bag in his hand, which seemed familiar.

Michael quickly left the villa with the document. When he finally came outside, he stopped.

After checking the information in hand again, he was sure that it was indeed the plan of this bidding.

He laughed in satisfaction, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"I got it."

"By the way, what is in the box you gave me? She didn't agree at first, but she agreed after saw it."

"Of course I remember our cooperation, but you should delay Jonathan for a while. I almost bump into

him."

"Okay, I'll talk about it then."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the information in his hand with satisfaction and turned into

the car.

Inside the villa.

Just as Jonathan walked in, he saw Angelia sitting motionless on the sofa. He recalled that she and

Echo held their hands in the party.

His face sank, and the blue veins on his forehead protruded out.

"It seems that you still remember your identity!"

He spoke suddenly, and threw the suit jacket beside Angelia.

Angelia raised her head. She saw Jonathan, and stood up.

"I'm going for a rest."

"Stop!"

Jonathan shouted violently.

Angelia paused, but didn't stop, and went straight upstairs.

"Claudia! Stop!"

His face was so gloomy, and he grabbed Angelia.

Angelia was standing on the steps, frowning with pain.

"You let me go."

Instead of letting go, he pulled her hard.

Angelia fell forward and hit him directly.

Jonathan squeezed her face.

"What did you say to Echo today?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

He sneered, his slightly narrowed eyes splashed with a bit of cold light.

"Then why is he holding your hand?"

"We are just chatting."

Angelia struggled and tried to escape.

But Jonathan pulled her tightly.

She shook her body and almost fell off the stairs.

Jonathan's face changed suddenly, and he quickly reached out and hugged Angelia in his arms.

"Damn it."

He cursed and suddenly saw the paperweight on the corridor.

"You actually threw what I gave you in the corridor?"