Chapter 111 - Chapter 110

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((( WENZIEL )))

I dodged. If I wasn't sober, it might've had hit my face.

"Fuck," he slurred with a fallen smile.

"Do you think the hart could be tawt to wav that bastard Derick?"

"Do you really want her?" Eriez's gaze asked him but his eyes were on me.

"I do…but she's shtupid."

Both Eriez and I remained silent for a couple of minutes. We were conversing through the eyes and those words we heard were the go-signal we've been waiting for. Whatever the consequences were, we'll be responsible for it.

I nodded at the doctor.

"We're drunk Zhio," Eriez imitated a slur.

"We have to leave you here."

"Whatever," Zhio shrugged his shoulders and drank once more.

Sya met us in the entryway.

"Take care of him. If he falls asleep, take him to his room," Eriez ordered.

She looked curiously at us.

"Strange that you let him drink."

"This is for a good cause," I replied as we left her.

The mansion air felt eerily cool and a sudden rush of excitement coursed through my veins. I looked at Eriez and smiled sharply.

"How about we play a little game?"

Eriez has taken out his phone just as I did,

"Sure."

"Whoever gets Claire first, wins." I started to dial my men.

The instruction was simple…

Take her gently or take her by force. But bring her alive to the mansion.  

(CLAIRE)

My tears couldn't describe how exactly hurt I was. It has been hours and my eyes had turned puffy from crying. I didn't expect he'd treat me like that.

Just because he didn't knew what I was going through.

But why am I weeping over his words?

Why am I hurt?

Was it because Derick was toying me over?

Was it because I accepted him into my life?

Derick knew too well that I felt nothing for him but he still persisted…

I have to cut whatever relationship I have with him, no matter what the consequences are. If he'll take everything back, I'm just fine with it.

I took my phone.

3 missed calls from Deo and Derick…

I was about to dial Derick when a knock rapped at my door. I wiped my tears off and desperately hoped that the bloating of my eyelids would miraculously disappear.  

"Sis," it was Amy's voice.

"Motherfuckers! You were taking advantage of my sister too much!"

I turned to Amy in sudden alarm.  

It was Dexter yelling.

Downstairs, he was in a heated argument with Nadine.

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