Reagan Family Palace

Apparently, Kenric was so drunk and had to have sex with bitches that he didn't wake up during the trip from the bar to the hotel. But that's okay, it's an advantage. Because the plan went smoothly even very smoothly due to the arrival of Kenric's mother outside the scenario.

And the incident read as if Kenric was at fault and responsible for everything for raping Gizelle.

Not even kissing. Oh my gosh, how sneaky this woman is.

Back to Gizelle's apartment this afternoon. She smirked as she looked at her phone screen. She had just been contacted by a man named Chris who claimed to be Kenric's assistant.

Somehow the man knew the number, what was certain was that the message was: Gizelle was asked to come to the Reagans' house the day after tomorrow to discuss the continuation of her and Kenric's case. Chris also said that maybe the discussion was about marriage.

Oh- how happy that woman is now.

Haha, soon she will be the wife of the CEO of REAGANZ CORPORATE. Gosh, Gizelle can't wait to live a life full of treasure in the Reagan family's palace. She doesn't need to work, just enjoy her husband's wealth for 12 months while looking for the profits she can get after their marriage is over.

Not only that, after 12 months she will also get a luxury hotel and apartment given by Daniel and Stella.

Shit! The woman was jumping up and down on the bed at this time so happy to imagine life as good as that.

Haha, just pray that there are no obstacles and the universe will grant her wish.

The vibration of the phone stops the action.

Tsk! This guy... why does he always come and ruin her day, huh?!

"What is it?" said Gizelle without further ado.

"Giz... oh gosh! I'm so happy to hear your voice. How are you? Are you okay? What happened after that night? Where did you go? Why didn't I--"

"I'm okay. Don't overdo it, Jerold! Nothing will happen to me if that's what you're afraid of."

A sigh of relief sounded over the phone. "Thank God. I was so afraid something bad happened to you because I heard the back of the bar was partially burnt," he said. "You also haven't answered my calls since last night. That worries me, Giz."

Ah yes, the woman didn't open her cellphone since she was with Kenric at the hotel until this afternoon. Huh, just who is Jerold in her life? They had nothing to do with that and she had no obligation to tell him about it.

Oh- that brunette is too much.

"I'm tired, so sleepy, so I have not had time to check my phone since yesterday," Gizelle alibi. "The most important thing is that I'm fine at the moment."

"I miss you."

Tch! Already dared to express his heart openly, huh?!

"Then what should I do?"

Jerold laughed. "Let's meet, Giz. At least let me calm down today by seeing you in person. Especially since the bar will be closed for the next 3 days, we will have a hard time meeting up later."

Well, that's your problem. Who told you to like me? Thought Gizelle was annoyed.

"No, Jerold. I told you I was tired, this afternoon until tomorrow morning I will continue my sleep. So don't bother me! Goodbye."

Pffft. Feel it!

"Who are you talking to on the phone? Why are you laughing like that? Where didn't you come home last night, huh? Are you overtime at the bar? Or were you taken away by a jerk?"

Shit! Why does Gizelle have to be surrounded by chatty people like them, huh?!

"Don't act like you're my mother, Freya."

"I'm just asking, idiot! As a good friend of course I was worried when you didn't come home until this morning. Where are you?"

"I will tell you later, waiting for the right time."

"What time?"

"Just wait."

"You're just getting more and more mysterious, damn it!"

Gizelle chuckled. "If I say I'm getting married soon, what do you think, Freya?"

Splash...

Freya suddenly spat out the soda she was drinking. The woman was shocked by what she heard.

"What?!" she shouted, a second later she was laughing. "Hahaha, no kidding, Giz! You don't even have a boyfriend, how can you want to get married?"

"I don't have to have a boyfriend to get married."

"But if you're the one getting married it's impossible."

"Why so?"

"Just say you're hallucinating, right?"

Tch! Talking to this talkative woman is indeed difficult.

"I mean it, Frey. But if you don't believe me, that's fine. I'm not forcing you to believe what I say. I know this is sudden and it may surprise you. Well, just pray that I'll soon become the boss's wife. Haha."

Gizelle burst out laughing as she stood up. She celebrated by dancing like crazy in front of a transparent window.

Strange. This is very strange. Several times the well-proportioned woman said that she was on a mission to become a rich woman. She also often asked Freya to praying her to succeed in the mission.

But does the mission mean that Gizelle is getting married? Marry someone, really? But with whom? What is the reason? Why suddenly?

She didn't want to believe it, but judging by Gizelle's aura of happiness just now, it seemed to be true.

Oh- Freya is so dizzy now.

****

Silence enveloped the majestic residence. The sunlight hitting the beautiful jars looks shiny, giving an expensive and luxurious impression to the objects in this house.

"Dad heard what Mom said yesterday."

"Dad, come on, I couldn't have raped her. I know very well how I am and how I taste, Dad."

"I told you that you were drunk, dear Mr. Kenric. Even if you remember it, I'm sure you will still dodge what you did to me," Gizelle muttered defensively.

"You're a crazy woman! Even if you--"

A voice made Kenric stop his speech.