Chapter 11
Chapter 11
However, before Alex replied, his phone rang suddenly, catching everyone’s attention. He glanced at the screen and moved to a corner to take the call.
A few others glanced over, and one burst into laughter.
“You guys won’t believe this,” someone said, chuckling. “That dude’s trying to scam all of us. Guess who just called him? Alfred Kingston! Can you believe that p>
“For real? He went that far? Thank God we know he’s just a king of scum p>
Alex answered the call, his voice low and serious p>
“I’m sorry to disturb you, young master. My daughter’s condition suddenly worsened,” Alfred Kingston’s desperate voice came through the speaker.
“I don’t know what else to do except to ask for your help,” the voice continued, trembling with worry.
“Pick me up. I’m at the Noble Knight Club p>
“Yes, sure! Thank you very much, young master. I really appreciate your kindness.
I’ll send someone to pick you up right now p>
Alex ended the call and turned to Michelle.
“I’m sorry, but I have to decline your invitation for dinner. There’s an urgent matter I need to attend to p>
Someone chimed in with a mocking tone, “Sure, Alfred Kingston called you, right? Off to your private banquet p>
Everyone erupted in laughter.
“Damn, this is the first time I’ve met someone so good at bragging,” another added.
Lyra smirked, “Yeah, go ahead, enjoy your fantasy meeting with Alfred Kingston or whoever he is. Remember, you’ll never fit into our society p>
Michelle stood up and offered, “Alright, I’ll walk you to the front p>
Sophia suddenly called out to Alex, her voice cold and lowered, “I’ll transfer
$10,000 into your account monthly. Use it for your expenses, just don’t come near me. You got it p>
Alex chuckled. “How about this? As your husband, I’ll transfer $1 million to you every month, and you won’t have to do anything for me p>
“Why not make it $10 million monthly?” Sophia asked, sarcastically.
“Sure, if you want. I can make that happen,” Alex replied easily. It was not a big problem for him.
“Enough with your bragging,” Sophia snapped.
She felt her face burning, it was so embarrassing, even without the others listening.
“Handle yourself and keep your money in your dreams. I don’t need that empty bullshit p>
Sophia didn’t believe what Alex was saying, but he kept his composure.
As he wanted to walk out, Lyra stepped forward, blocking his path.
“You cannot go yet,” she said, her tone serious.
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“Why?” Alex asked.
Lyra crossed her arms. “You have to apologize to Sophia for embarrassing her today. And to me too, for bringing you here. Are you just going to walk away after we caught you in those lies? Where’s your manners p>
Sophia waved her hand dismissively. “Never mind, it’s not necessary. The quicker he leaves, the quicker we’re free from this embarrassing situation p>
“Sophia is right. Off you go!” Lyra sneered.
Alex sighed and walked away.
As he reached the entrance, Michelle followed, her eyes lingering on him with curiosity and longing.
‘If he married me and I could get $10 million a month without lifting a finger p>
The thought made her heart race. She’d never let a man like that slip away.
At the entrance, they spotted a security guard talking with a man in a luxurious business suit.
The glass doors slid open, and the man straightened up, bowing respectfully to Alex. $1
“Sir, I’m your driver, here to pick you up p>
He led Alex to a sleek, black limousine and held the door open.
Michelle, stunned, turned to the security guard. “Do you know that driver p>
“Yes,” the guard replied. “He’s from the Kingston family. He usually drives for Mr. Charles Kingston p>
Michelle’s eyes widened. “Mr. Charles Kingston p>
“Yes, Charles Kingston is Alfred Kingston’s son. Sometimes he comes here with friends p>
Michelle’s eyes widened as she realized Alex’s connection to Alfred Kingston.
She shot a sharp look at the guard. “You’d better keep quiet about Mr. Alex. Your loose lips could get you fired. Understand p>
“Yes, ma’am,” the guard replied quickly. “I don’t know anything about the man p>
‘As Michelle watched the limousine drive off, she wondered why Alex’s wife treated him like a loser.
‘If she can’t appreciate her luck having a husband like Mr. Alex, Michelle thought, smirking, ‘then I will p>
Determined, Michelle vowed to keep this secret. The fewer people who knew about Alex’s true identity, the fewer competitors she’d have. 1
Meanwhile, at the Kingston mansion, Jasmine Kingston, once the top beauty of the Vancouver was writhing in pain, her face pale and twisted with agony.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she whispered, “This is too painful… I’d rather die.” 9