A Vengeful Girl

Chapter 93 The Betrothal Present Was the Whole Mu Group

Amused by his words, Linda laughed, her eyes forming two beautiful crescent moons. That was

hilarious.

How on earth did Amy get the information about her being a prostitute before at the Crown Club?

She only went there once, when she managed to help Johnson get the contract from Douglas Zhou.

Even the uniform she wore did not belong to her.

"Nothing to say? Can't see it coming, right? The fact I find out about it frightens you, right? If you beg

me now, I may consider not to expose you."

Amy raised her eyebrow, her face full of arrogance. Yet the glee in her eyes calmed Linda down.

How can she be so confident?

Linda paused for a while, and asked: "Where did you learn about it?"

Amy snorted, "It's none of your business. You just need to know now you are screwed! I'll expose you

for what you really are to Charles."

After finishing her speech, Amy stared at Linda's eyes, hoping to spot any fear or fright in them.

But she was disappointed. Linda's eyes were by no means stirred. They were as calm as they usually

were. A faint smile hung on her lip

Amy was astonished. For Linda, the experience of once being a club attendant at the Crown Club

before she returned to Xia clan should be something she would never want Charles to know.

Attendant at that club was such a demanding job that they do not just provide normal club services.

They would also have to satisfy every possible need of their guests, even with their body......

For Linda, this information was probably a bolt from the blue, a scandal she never saw coming.

Linda looked at her eyes, knowing Amy was expecting something.

From a psychological view, Linda's fluster must be what Amy wanted. Seeing it, Amy's pleasure would

elevate to a point it had never reached.

Suddenly an idea crossed Linda's mind.

She pretended to be flustered and held Amy's arm in a flurry, "You can't prove it. You have no

evidence."

"Hum!" Just in a while, the evidence will be delivered to Charles. There's nothing else you can do about

it."

The scared face of Linda's made Amy feel complacent. She was more convinced of the authenticity of

those pictures.

Linda found Amy had become a girl who loves a man so much as to do anything for him, even

something evil.

But at that moment, Linda felt pity for her. It is always sad when you love a guy for a dozen years, but

he never showed any affection for you, not even a little more attention!

"Boring......" Linda waved her hands, and headed to the cubicle.

Though Linda never thought of doing something bad, she would never do such good deed as to remind

Amy not to go astray.

She had only one conviction: She will not attack unless she is attacked; if she is attacked, she will

certainly fight back.

When Linda got out, she found Amy was still in the washroom.

What the f**k......

"Lady Qi, you have spent more than a dozen years on wooing him and he still has no feelings for you. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

So what's the point of doing all this? There are so many good guys out there."

Linda approached the sink, turned on the tap, and watched Amy from the mirror.

Amy's face was haggard even under her delicate makeup. She must have been hurt both physically

and mentally recently.

"... Linda, I will give you one more chance. Leave Charles forever, and I won't tell him. You don't

deserve him, " said Amy, while biting her lips.

"Give me a chance? I don't need you to give me any chance. Is your brain full of shit?"

"You..." Amy froze and didn't know how to reply.

Linda cast a disdainful glance at her, "What a psycho..."

"Linda Xia, you little bitch!" Abruptly Amy lost her temper, shrieking and reaching to drag Linda's hair.

Linda raised her hands and tried to shove Amy away, who slipped and fell again before Linda even

touched her.

This was a lot more serious than the previous time. As Amy had been standing near the sink. Her

forehead bumped into it and left a trail of blood on it.

"... Never try to cure an idiot......" Linda shook her head, dried her hands with tissue, gathered up her

skirts and left.

After having waited for a long time at the entrance of the washroom, Bun was about to enter the

washroom when Linda came out of it.

"My Lady, what took you so long to......"

Waving her hands, Linda said, "Forget about it. I ran into Amy Qi the moment I got into the washroom."

Bun was obviously shocked, "Why didn't you call me in? Did you get hurt?"

"... She... tried to hit me, but on high-heels, she slipped and fell, and her forehead hit the sink."

Bun was amused and laughed.

The lobby of RO Hotel was crowded with many business partners of Mu Group as well as some

celebrities from prestigious families.

Reporters from major local television networks were also present, and they were looking everywhere

for Linda Xia.

The Mu Group had arranged a thirty-minute press conference today. It was estimated that each media

outlet would have time for only one question.

Reporters, too scared to interview Charles Mu in private, could only tempt to get some scoops from

Linda Xia.

Seeing Linda ascending the staircase, throngs of reporters flocked there, the sight of which startled

Linda.

What had happened?

"Miss Xia, is your marriage with Charles Mu intended to rescue Xia clan from business crisis?"

"Miss Xia, how much is the betrothal present worth?"

"How many kids do you want in the future?"

"Miss Xia...... "Do you think Mr. Mu is really in love with you?"

Linda was dazzled.....

"What the hell? What sort of questions are these?" thought Linda.

Seeing this, Bun, standing before Linda and guarding her, was going to scold these reporters and

dispelled them.

At that moment Charles's voice called out, "We met at the time when Xia clan had run into business

crisis. The betrothal present is the whole Mu Group. We plan to have two children. A boy and a girl.

Better yet, two boys or two girls. I will adore them all, as long as they are our children. And I truly love

my wife."

Behind the crowd stood Charles Mu, smiling. He began to approach her. On his both sides people

automatically retreated, creating a path for him.

When Charles finally got to her, he raised his hand, held her waist and took her in his arm.

Looked at Charles happily, Linda leaned against his broad chest like a docile Persian cat.

"Any further questions will be answered after the engagement ceremony. We promise there will be

enough time for you. Now Young Master and his wife are going to get prepared. Thank you for your

cooperation."

Paul said to the media.

Suddenly there was a hubbub at the entrance of the hotel. It seemed like someone was making a

scene.

Charles was displeased and frowned. Who had the nerve to ruin his engagement ceremony?