When I Flash-Married a Billionaire, My Ex Went on a Hunger Strike novel Chapter 36

Louis cut off the agent mid-sentence, his gaze cold and detached. "Is it illegal for me to decide not to sell my house?"

The agent flinched. "N-no… it’s not illegal, but you might be missing a good opportunity…"

Louis ignored him and was about to leave.

Adora let out a slow, amused chuckle, crossing her arms casually. "So, not only are you a lousy doctor, but you’re also a coward and ridiculously petty."

Laura tensed at her words and quickly grabbed her best friend’s arm. "Adora, you shouldn’t insult him like that.”

She didn’t know Louis well, but after seeing his icy expression and the suffocating pressure he carried, she was starting to understand why Adora held such a deep bias against him.

With that aloof, unapproachable attitude, he wasn’t exactly someone who inspired warmth.

Still, knowing how difficult Adora’s situation already was within the Matthews family, making an enemy out of Louis would only make things worse.

But surprisingly, despite how blunt Adora was, her words seemed to have an effect.

Louis stopped in his tracks and turned back around, his already sharp features darkening. "Trying to bait me?"

"You give yourself too much credit. I’m just stating facts."

Louis clenched his jaw slightly.

The only bad reviews in his otherwise flawless life had all come from this woman.

The thought alone made him want to strangle her.

But he was a doctor—his job was to save lives, not take them.

"Why do you even want that penthouse so badly?" he asked, suddenly shifting the conversation.

Adora pulled out a chair and sat down, her expression cool and unreadable. "I like it. Simple as that."

Then, tilting her head slightly, she met his gaze and smiled. "I have to admit, your character is terrible, but your taste is impeccable."

Louis let out a dry laugh, more out of frustration than amusement. "Should I be thanking you for the compliment?"

"No need. I just call it as I see it."

Louis fell silent, his expression unreadable.

A heavy silence filled the room before she suddenly stood up. "Laura, let’s go."

She grabbed her friend’s arm and turned to leave, but just as she reached the door, she couldn’t resist throwing one last look over her shoulder.

"Keep your damn house. Let it rot. Or better yet, let the rats and roaches move in—it’d be a better use for it."

The real estate agent looked like he was on the verge of tears. "Miss Matthews, please, let’s not be hasty—"

Louis smirked, clearly amused. "What’s wrong? Did I hit a nerve? Are you storming off because you can’t handle the truth?"

Adora had officially hit her limit.

She spun around and let loose.

"And what about you? A soulless capitalist hiding behind a doctor’s coat, profiting off people while pretending to be some kind of savior. What kind of saint does that make you?

"You have the nerve to call me hot-headed, sharp-tongued, and stubborn? Take a good look in the mirror!

“You strut around in your designer suits, acting like you're above everyone else, but deep down, you're just another arrogant elitist hiding behind a polished image."