Aline called Joseph an asshole.
Joseph scoffed once again, “Take the $500, 000 and get out of my face.” He would never replace Vera with a woman of such ill repute.
Joseph walked away.
Aline stood still, gnashing her teeth together in anger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen she went downstairs, Joseph was gone.
But she saw Rena and Vera.
They were sitting in a gold Bentley Continental GT that was worth millions of dollars. Rena sat in the passenger seat while Waylen was in the driver’s seat.
It looked like Rena and Waylen were really and officially together. Aline didn’t expect that a man Like Waylen would care about a woman Like Rena.
Now, Rena sought connections with the Fowler family.
Aline didn’t hate Vera much because she really wasn’t into Joseph.
The person Aline envied most was Rena.
If Aline had any hope of ending up with Harold, she never would’ve fooled around with Joseph.
She loathed Rena.
Aline stood in the darkness, and occasionally, the city Lights shone on her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn her red dress, she Looked like a ghost.
Waylen rolled down the car window halfway. He sat there quietly and finished a cigarette. From where he was sitting, he could see Aline and the pure hatred in her eyes.
After a few minutes, he shifted gears and stepped on the gas. He took Rena away from the club.
In the back seat, Vera sat quietly.
Rena tried to climb into the back seat beside Vera to comfort her, but Waylen refused. He held Rena’s hand and insisted that she stayed by his side.
“Where are we going?” Rena asked in a low voice.
Waylen gently squeezed her hand and replied, “To my place.”
Rena thought it was inappropriate.