My Gorgeous Aunty

Chapter 25 The Most Beautiful Woman in the Mall

Giovanna customized this fabric sofa from abroad and it was her favourite.

If Sebastian sat in a normal way, she wouldn't say anything.

But this guy was half-lying on the sofa, lying on her pillow and pulling the cover deformed, so Giovanna

stared up her eyes and was about to say something when Sebastian said.

"You've ridden me, so what's the big deal if I ride on your couch?"

Giovanna immediately lost her temper and turned around to the kitchen.

"It's not big deal.

You can sit on it with any gesture. If you like, you can also burn it."

"How could I burn such a nice sofa?"

Sebastian asked.

"Think about my suggestion of sharing the apartment."

"I bought this apartment."

Giovanna tied on her apron and said without looking back.

"Besides, I don't want to live with a money boy."

Sebastian bristled, but didn't say anything. He wiggled his feet, and began to think about Madelyn.

He wasn't.thinking about that beautiful director's tender butt. Instead, he knew that she had made up

her mind on something from her hurry footsteps when she was leaving.

It seemed that Giovanna had already told her about Francisco's threat.

And it was at that time that Madelyn pondered to do something.

In lieu of Giovanna sleeping with Francisco, Sebastian reckoned that the beautiful director didn't want

to do such a thing.

But she would go to the appointment on behalf of Giovanna and then killed Francisco.

She would trade her life with Francisco's.

However, she was hesitated of trading her life with that kind of trash.

Moreover, Madelyn knew very well that Giovanna shouldn't be blackmailed by Francisco for 10 million,

yet she agreed to it, so there must be something else.

The truth was beyond Madelyn's imagination. She never thought that Giovanna agreed to Francisco

because she was set up a week ago, and had sex with Sebastian.

Anyway, Giovanna faced with so many threats: she had sex with Sebastian; she was afraid that

Francisco would break the news; and her company was lack of money. Those threats made her finally

compromised.

"So pathetic.

You must die tonight, Francisco."

After leaving the company, Madelyn went straight to the vicinity of the QS Hotel, walking back and forth

on the sidewalk, muttering to herself, she took out her cell phone and called Giovanna.

Giovanna was busy cooking in the kitchen when her phone, which was placed on the desk, buzzed and

vibrated.

Sebastian picked it up, slid his thumb, and answered it.

Madelyn's low voice immediately came from the phone.

"Giovanna, don't come to the QS Hotel tonight.

I will handle Francisco's stuff.

Don't worry, I'll be fine. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I've contacted a leader in the army.

He happened to know Francisco.

Trust me, I'm sure I can handle it."

Sebastian smiled, thought for a moment, and imitated Giovanna's tone, sighing quietly, and sniffling a

few times.

He couldn't talk.

Things would be revealed if the beautiful director heard his vocie. Hence, he simply needed to sniff to

make she think that Giovanna got too excited to cry.

Sure enough, Madelyn added.

"Giovanna, we can get through this.

Everything is going to be alright tomorrow."

She must have been touched by her own words.

Sebastian pinched his nose and let out a few soft "wooing' sobs, but in his heart, he was laughing.

However, he was also a little envious of Giovanna for having such a sincere friend.

Giovanna didn't know that her best friend was going to replace her and kill someone, for the sake of

her better future.

She just cooked with no expression on her face.

Growing up without a mother, Giovanna still practiced a good cooking skill, no matter what her mood

was, she could make colorful meals relying on her intuition.

When she came out with the food, Sebastian was no longer in the living room.

There was the faint sound of running water and whistle, coming from the bathroom.

Giovanna pursed his lips hard, wanting to rush into the kitchen to get a knife and chop this money boy's

head off!

How could he break into the bathroom of a girl living alone.

Her pantie was in the bathroom...

But just thinking about that indescribable night a week ago, Giovanna didn't care it too much.

She just hoped that this money boy wouldn't haunt her like Francisco.

It had been a long time since Sebastian had taken a bath in a girl's bathroom, and he felt especially

comfortable when he walked out with a fragrant bath towel around him.

The dinner was on the table, three dishes and a soup, looking good with delightful color and aroma,

which made Sebastian a little surprised. He didn't expect that her cooking skills was good.

Giovanna wasn't in the living room.

The bedroom door was half open, and Sebastian saw her sitting in front of the dresser, and was

making up in front of the mirror.

Sebastian leaned in the doorway, watched her for a moment, and asked:

"Is there a need for makeup?

So sultry and it's not like you."

Giovanna glanced at him in the mirror and said indifferently.

"I haven't been me since that night.

I wear heavy makeup because I don't want that trash to see my face without makeup.

That way, I might feel better."

Sebastian didn't say anything and just looked at her in an admiring way.

Giovanna frowned and her tone turned cold.

"Are you thinking about that kind of thing again?"

Sebastian asked rhetorically.

"What kind of thing?"

Giovanna bit her lower lip and said softly.

"As long as you leave me.

I'll promise to have sex with you by 9: 30."

Sebastian walked in, opened his arms, and hugged her from behind.

Giovanna's delicate body trembled, she slowly closed her eyes, slightly raised her chin, and assumed a

posture of letting him toss her until 9: 30.

Sebastian lowered his head and whispered around her ear.

"I will never leave you.

Because I find that I start to like you.

If you're lucky, you might marry me."

“Do you think it was my luck to marry a money boy like you?”

Giovanna was about to ask when Sebastian let her go. He turned around and walked out.

Soon Sebastian heard her sound of crying...

Francisco asked for a month before he let her off, while Sebastian, who owned her video evidence,

wouldn't let her go.

"Mom, if you were still alive, I wouldn't be so doomed."

Giovanna closed her eyes and stayed frozen for a long time, silently complaining in her heart, tears

crawling down from the corner of her eyes. At that moment, footsteps came from behind her.

She opened her eyes in a hurry, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and was about to turn around when

she felt a pain in her neck.

Immediately, Giovanna lost her consciousness and drifted into the black abyss.

Sebastian bent down, hugged her in his arms, and placed her on the bed. He wiped the tears on her

cheeks with a bath towel, and smile disdainfully.

"Well, why do you always like to cry and whin over such small things?"

The way he chopped on Giovanna's neck was quite clever in terms of force, angle, and landing point.

He could guarantee that she would be out for at least eight hours without any side-effects.

Looking at her haggard face, Sebastian shook his head, and turned off the light. He closed the room

door, walked quickly to the desk and picked up his phone.

It's 9: 00 p.m.

Inside the luxurious room, Charleigh, dressed in a black Qipao, was sitting in the middle with a friendly

smile, but the noble aura emanating from her body made everyone not daring to look at her.

"I've heard that Charleigh is the number one beauty in the Chinese shopping mall circle and is known

as "Charleigh the man killer".

When I saw it today, I believed that she really lived up to her name."

Francisco, who glanced at her from time to time, wanted to fall to his knees in front of her and kiss her

toes.

Although Giovanna's appearance was pure and innocent, how could she have the taste of a mature

sexy woman like Charleigh?

But Francisco did not dare to show his nasty thought, as Charleigh, who came from a wealthy family,

could kill him easily.

She attended this party tonight just to show her respect to the Rose Group as the big boss behind

Springsun Group.

Francisco?

He was not qualified to have dinner with Charleigh even if he spent hundreds of years to promote

himself.

After three rounds of drinking, Charleigh looked at her watch, smiling and stood up.

"Sorry guys, I'm a little tired, so I have to leave now.

I will have president Cheng to accompany you."

Francisco and the others smiled and hurriedly stood up to see her off.

Charleigh had just reached the door when she suddenly turned to Francisco and said.

"Mr. Scott, thank you for exchanging the room with me."

Francisco had booked suite 1606, and when Charleigh arrived, she asked for two door-to-door suites,

one for her personal bodyguard Luca, as she was a supreme member of the QS Hotel.

Unfortunately, the only president suites left were suite 1506 and 1608.

Francisco, who had come to greet Charleigh in the lobby, immediately suggested that he could move to

1506 and gave her that room.

"You're welcome, Ms. Brewer.

It's just a trival matter."

Francisco hastily bowed, and said in a sincere tone.

Charleigh smiled and walked slowly away accompanied by Luca.

After seeing Charleigh out, it occurred to Francisco that he hadn't told Giovanna about this thing.

Well, it was not a big deal. He only needed to call her.

After checking the time, Francisco talked with Mr. Cheng for a while and went to the restroom.

He was afraid that someone outside would hear him calling, so he sent a message to Giovanna.

He wasn't afraid that Giovanna wouldn't come.

Because he had already figured out that Giovanna would definitely come, otherwise the consequences

would be very serious...

After thinking about that innocent little face, there was evil fire rubbing outwards in Francisco's

stomach.

However, after thinking that she already had sex with a money boy, Francisco felt a bit disappointed

and couldn't help cursing:

"What a shame!

For both Giovanna and Charleigh."

If Charleigh heard what Francisco said, she would definitely tell her surbordinates to punish him and

put him into the hospital.

The QS Hotel, 1606 Suite.

Charleigh, who had drunk two glasses of red wine, had a flushed face, and looked even more attractive

after changing into a white bathrobe.

She was lounging on the couch, beaming with happiness, saying goodbye to her husband on the other

side of the phone.

"Well, it's getting late, and I should take a shower and have a rest.

When I finish my job, I will return the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Bye, sweetheart."

Charleigh beamed her lips up and kissed the screen lightly, and after saying goodbye to her husband,

she raised her hand and stretched out to untie her bathrobe.

If any man could see this perfectly body, not only would he envy her husband, he would commit a

crime.