Aren’t You Going to Ask Me About It?
Neither of them noticed that it was quite late.
Yet just as they were discussing their plan, things were not going as nicely as it was in the other suite.
After Nydia returned to the room, she was quite upset, brooding over the idea that George must have
some ulterior motives.
That bastard always figures out ways to get close to me just to steal that stuff from me. I will never let
him get it. That thing is mine
George was outrageous, looking at Nydia‘s provocative looks. He snapped, “You woman! Don‘t you
know that I‘m waiting for you for dinner? Why don‘t you call me when you go out for dinner?”
Nydia was amused by his throwing a tantrum. She smiled and said, “I didn‘t ask you to wait for me.
Since when do we have the habit of eating together without a fight? Talking about waiting for me?
That‘s hilarious… You are talking nonsense.”
George gritted his teeth and retorted, “What? I was indeed waiting for you for dinner. You are getting
unreasonable, woman.”
Nydia was irritated again. She just stared at George incredulously.
“Me? Unreasonable? I don‘t suppose you have any right to call me unreasonable. Did I pester you? or
did I get revenge on your mistress? Unreasonable?”
Nydia was not merciful when questioning him. She would never hesitate to argue with George,
especially with some men like him.
George couldn‘t retort.
He pondered for a while and gritted his teeth with anger. “I shouldn‘t have taken you here!”
Saying this, George got up and walked out. Nydia could hear a thump of the door so loudly when he
came out that she even worried the door might be damaged.
“What‘s wrong with you?” Saying that, Nydia went back to her room. I have nothing to do with you. Just
do whatever you like.
Waiting for me for dinner? I didn‘t buy any of that bastard‘s words. He is so kind that he would wait for
me for dinner.
She had agreed to come with him, which was already an exception. If it wasn‘t for that thing, he would
never waste his time on her. I knew it!
After George left the suite, he was extremely upset and irritated. He directly called Jordy.
Jordy answered without delay.
George lit a cigarette and said to Jordy, “Care for a drink?”
Jordy can sense George‘s agitation through his voice.
“Why not?” After that, Jordy hung up the phone, put on a coat and went out.
There was a bar downstairs and they were living on the same floor. Since they could see each other,
they didn‘t have to tell each other where they were going to grab a drink.
George was standing in the corridor. He saw Jordy coming out and stood still, waiting for Jordy to
come. George was standing near the elevator.
He leaned against the wall, still holding a cigarette in his hand, while Jordy walked up to him and
stopped in front of him, scanning George‘s irritated expression.
Needless to guess, he knew why George was in such a bad mood. But he didn‘t say anything.
George took another puff and put it out, throwing it into the trash can.
The two entered the stairs together. George seemed unable to stand the silence. He looked at Jordy
and asked, “Aren‘t you going to ask me what happened?”
“Do I need to?” Jordy looked at him calmly. He could see his emotions written all over George‘s face.
George was choked on his response.
Then he frowned and snapped, “Wait until I get my mother‘s thing back, I must teach this woman a
good lesson.”
Jordy raised his eyebrows to show his doubts and said nothing.
Obviously, he didn‘t quite believe George‘s words.
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