Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Scott grabbed two boxes of supplements. And Salome came closer toward him in a hurry and whispered, “Dude, can you do me a favor?”

“What is it?”

Scott was curious. Salome barely asked him for anything as she never thought highly of him.

What changed this time?

Seeing Madge focusing on watching the TV shows, Salome lowered her voice and said, “Dude, I am taking someone to the Jalot Hotel. Can you…”

…

Jalot Hotel had one of the biggest clubs downtown – Rumor had it that the Boss of Jalot was in power in Oakshire, which Blanca did not know of. The only thing she knew of was to show up on time.

Blanca couldn’t help admiring the grand establishment standing at the entrance.

It was indeed luxurious. As soon as Blanca entered, she was stopped by the security guard outside the door, “Ma’am, please show the invitation letter.”

“Invitation letter?”

Why was an invitation letter needed? This is a hotel…

Blanca was a little annoyed. At this moment, a man in a suit suddenly appeared outside the door. He looked at Blanca and asked, “Are you, Ms. Blanca?”

“This is she.”

“This way, please.”

The two security guards nodded to the man. Blanca frowned, but she followed along anyway. As soon as she went in, the man took the initiative to say, “I am Salome’s older brother, Scott Wally.”

“Where is Salome Wally, please”

“She is waiting for you in the VIP room.” Scott smiled.

Blanca was a little suspicious – she started to worry now. She did seem a little too ill-considered for herself to agree to show up so recklessly.

She should have figured out that since Salome Wally could have the studio smashed, then she must be more than just an ordinary college student…

But it was too late to regret coming here now.

Blanca followed Scott’s instructions and pushed open the door of the VIP room. As soon as she entered, she was choked by the smell of smoke. Blanca covered her nose, walked over, and saw Salome Wally sitting at the corner of the couch, “I had no idea an innocent college student as you smoke?”

“Well, there is so much you don’t know.”

Salome snuffed out the cigarette. She wore smoky makeup today, so she didn’t look like a well-behaved student girl, but rather as a regular at nightclubs.

Blanca couldn’t help but look at Salome with contempt in her eyes.

“Blanca, did you know why I asked you to come over here today?”

“Seriously? I asked to meet up.” Blanca walked straight to Salome and looked down at her sitting on the couch, “Did you have the studio smashed?”

“Smashed what?”

“Did you hire someone to smash the studio?” Blanca raised her voice as she never feared.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Especially this time – Salome messed with the studio. She messed with the works everyone at the studio had devoted to making. Salome was tipsy already – she started drinking before Blanca arrived, and she was smoking of course. And Blanca showing up added to her emotions, Salome smoked and said angrily, “I did it. What are you going to do about it? Blanca, tell me, what can you do about it? Nothing! As long as I, Salome Wally, am here. Your hands are tied! Your good days have come to an end!”

Salome would make sure Blanca pay for “stealing” her boyfriend!

“Good days?” Blanca acted as if she had just heard the most sarcastic joke ever.

Salome was supposed to be arrogant. But Blanca’s cruel look in her eyes freaked Salome out.

Why did Blanca’s eyes so freaking scary?

“I will give you a second chance. As long as you compensate the studio’s loss and apologize, I will move on.”