17 Sabrina's Anger

An ear-splitting scream of a woman echoed inside Hale's mansion. Sabrina found out that Nicholas went to his mansion on the hill with Mia.

"How could he bring that woman instead of me? I have never been there!" She shouted.

Her eyes flared and her face turned red because of anger. Nicholas never cared for her and he had never shown any interest toward her.

"Dad, I can't let that woman take Nicholas away from me! I did everything to be part of the Hudson's. Now that I'm just a step away from what I want, no one could stop me!"

All of Nicholas' movements were being reported to her. She paid anyone who was willing to be her spy. Someone close to him, of course. She let him do whatever he wanted for more than a year, and was never bothered by his frequent visit to Club Montefalco.

She was too confident that he would never have any interest in other women, especially those who worked in a club. Even when she received a report about a new girl, she thought she was just like the others.

But Nicholas came to visit the girl when the club was closed, and that's when she knew that it was really different this time.

She swallowed her pride and went to the club just to see what the girl looked like. If she was an ordinary girl, she wouldn't waste her time worrying.

Sabrina didn't expect that the girl called Lia was young and beautiful with black hair and black eyes. Her body was gorgeous and hot. There was something in her that men would surely like.

"I will go straight to the point. Leave my fiance alone." It was a warning, not a plea.

But the girl seemed not affected by her presence. She wasn't scared of her.

"Why? He's the one who comes in here every night. Maybe you should tell him to stop coming here instead of asking me to leave him alone." The girl said while looking straight into her eyes.

"I know this wouldn't be that easy. Nicholas is a good catch. And he offered the club five million dollars to sleep with you. Impressive. He's willing to spend that much for someone so low." She said followed by a harsh laugh.

It was an insult. She wanted the girl to feel that she was nothing but a whore.

Then the girl looked at her from head to toe and chuckled. "No wonder Nicholas spends time here rather than your house."

Her heart raised from the girl's remark. She wanted to slap her so she would know her place. Still, she tried to calm herself, and just let out an exhilarating laugh.

"Fine. I'll let him play with you. Whatever happens, I'll win this game anyway."

Then she received another report from the club that Nicholas came in the morning and left with the girl without his bodyguards.

She banged the table multiple times and screamed again. She couldn't explain her anger and frustration.

"Nicholas is mine! I won't let anyone take him!" She continuously murmured.

When she slammed the table again, her hand accidentally bumped into a glass of wine, breaking it.

"Oh my!" Her mother quickly took her hand and asked the servant to get the first aid kit.

"Calm down, my dear. Nothing good will happen if you're like this."

She snatched her hand away from her mother and glared at her.

"Should I be happy about it? Nicholas is interested in that woman, how can I calm down?" She started shouting again.

Her mom nodded. "Yes, I know. But look at your hand, dear. It will leave a scar."

Sabrina sat down and took a deep breath while her mother put some ointment on her hand.

"How about making a move on him?" Her mom suggested.

"And how would I do that if he doesn't even look at me?" She asked, annoyed.

Her mom smiled. "I didn't say he should be in his senses when you seduce him. He could be as drunk as your father or maybe like your brother?"

Sabrina's eyes glittered. Something suddenly came into her mind—a plan to force Nicholas to marry her as soon as possible.

She took her phone and dialed her brother's number.

"Ah…Ah…Oh, deeper baby! Fuck me harder!"

She rolled her eyes, and gritted her teeth. "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm busy. What do you want?"

"I need something strong." She said.

"Strong? Like in what sense?"

"Something that could make someone horny. And he shouldn't be able to move."

Sabrina's brother laughed. "You're going to give it to Nicholas so you could fuck him?"

Her expression darkened. "Will you give me one or not?"

"Fine. Fine. But you have to pay me, it's expensive."

She let out a breath of frustration. "I'll wire it to you now. I need it in three days."

Sabrina ended the call with a smirk on her face. No one could stop her now. She would do everything to make sure Nicholas would end up marrying her.

"And the girl? What will you do with her?" Her father asked.

She softly looked at her father's eyes as if asking him for help.

Mr.Hale sighed deeply. "Do you want Nicholas to hate the girl or should I just make her disappear? You choose."

Sabrina grinned. "I want them to hate each other. I want her to watch me walk down the aisle as I become Mrs.Sabrina Hale-Hudson. And I want her to remember how I won this game."

Mr.Hale nodded and took his phone. "Club Montefalco. I need at least four men to ravage the girl. Make sure to take photos and videos. I want this done in three days."

Sabrina smiled in excitement. "Thanks Dad."

"Don't thank me. I'm doing this for all of us. Make sure to get pregnant. I'm already disappointed with your brother. Don't disappoint me." Mr.Hale said in a serious tone.