Chapter ３

He hooked his lips. "Why now, don't you want me to accompany you to dinner?"

I used to look at him with a serious face, always looking like he refused people thousands of miles away, and thought he was difficult to do. Without thinking, he is just like other men, but he is just a vulgar thing.

"We're going to be late."

"So what?"

"If I don't come to dinner tonight in time, my plan will fail. Failure means that you won't marry me. In this case, I naturally have no reason to contribute my body to you, do I?"

Cheney's POV

This woman is beautiful, brave, and resourceful. For the first time, I felt that it was fun to compete with smart women.

Getting up from her, she fell down the window, and let the driver drive the car to our destination. When we arrived at the banquet hotel, we went upstairs together, and watched her gracefully take out the invitation from her bag. I hooked my lips. "It seems that I underestimate you."

She sipped her lips. "Then you are wrong, you don't know me very well. It is natural to underestimate me. After all, compared with you, I am really small in the dust."

As soon as I entered the banquet hall, someone greeted me and talked with me.

Krista's POV

My eyes swirled around the venue and then fell on Uncle Kingston, the president of the Irwin Group, who was surrounded by the crowd.

I walked by Cheney's arm and waited outside the crowd until the person in front had finished talking with Uncle Kingston.

"Hello, Uncle."

Kingston saw me and was surprised. "Krista? Why are you here?"

"Uncle Kingston, I asked Lockie for an invitation without telling you. I was rashly disturbed. I hope you don't mind."

"Why," Kingston said, stepping forward and tapping me on the shoulder then continued talking. "I just want to meet you these days."

Seeing that he turned his attention to Cheney, I quickly introduced them. They shook hands and talked a few words.

I bit my lip and said, "Uncle, can I... talk to you alone?"

Kingston nodded. "Go and sit in the lounge with me."

I turned to look at Cheney and walked into the lounge with Kingston. After sitting down, I took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Kingston, there's something I want to ask you."

Kingston sighed and said to me, "Krista, today, when I saw you bring Cheney, I knew what you wanted to do. I know that you found something to prove your father's innocence, but you have to understand that finding the murderer is far from as simple as you think. The Fischer group or the Brennan group can't let you have sex?"

I looked at him. "Uncle, no matter how difficult this road is, I must finish it. I don't want my dad to lift his head underground. I am his daughter. I am the only one who can help him clear his grievances. I have decided and will never change my mind."

When I came out of the banquet hall with Kingston, I saw Cheney with an extra female companion. It was none other than Zaniyah, who had just clashed with me this morning. I didn't expect to meet her here.

Cheney looked at me and raised his eyebrows, while Zaniyah glared at me. When I saw her appearance, I couldn't help laughing and turned to Kingston. "Uncle, do you think I am a good match for Cheney?"

Kingston looked at me and said, "Girl, that man's heart is not in you."

"But his heart is also not in Zaniyah's body. I have the same starting line as Zaniyah," I smiled faintly and continued talking. "Uncle, you should be busy and wait for my good news."

After I ended our conversation, I stepped towards them. When Zaniyah took Matt, he said to me, "Krista, even if you are beautiful, as long as I am with you, you will never be the focus of men's eyes. This is the gap between you and me. You will always be my loser stepsister."

It is said that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Today, I will beat Zaniyah in the face.

When I walked to both of them, I waved to Zaniyah and smiled, "Sister, why are you here?"

Zaniyah frowned. "I am expected to be here! How about you? Why are you here?"

"Yes, my sister is a well-known good person, but where donations are needed, how can you be missing?" I smiled at her.

Zaniyah raised her eyebrows proudly. "You haven't said, why are you here? Maybe, I heard that your boyfriend Matt will come here today, so you followed him?"

I sipped my lips and smiled. "Sister, is my memory bad, or do you have a bad memory? Four years ago, when Matt was in contact with me, he cheated on you and gave up on me?"

Zaniyah disdained to smile, "Krista, this can't be said nonsense. Matt did chase me when he was with you, but I'm not the kind of woman who would rob a sister's boyfriend. I told him early in the morning that it's impossible for me and him. Besides, Matt is not my type at all. The person I like is the person in front of me." She said, taking Cheney's arm conveniently.

I looked at Zaniyah, and she wanted to beat up because her past relationship was groundless? Zaniyah is a real thief, but it doesn't hurt.

"I see. Four years ago, Matt, in order to save me, proved that you took the initiative to seduce him, and sent me a video to say something. That video can prove that at the beginning, you first went to the room you agreed on, and he was invited by you."

Zaniyah raised her chin and pretended to be calm. "Matt is disgusting. How would I seduce him? He used some computer-generated video to frame me."

"Sister, it doesn't matter, the video can be sent for identification. If it really proves that Matt made a fake and deliberately framed you, you can sue him."

Zaniyah looked at me, her eyes fiercely, and I knew she was trying to warn me to shut up. But I am no longer the fool who could make do with my mother's happiness in the Brennan family.

I said indifferently, "I was disgusted and didn't watch the video. Since you said so, looking back, I really have to take a good look at this video. Oh, by the way, why don't I send the video to you and my future brother-in-law? You can identify it yourself. To be honest, I also want to see the love rat get the punishment you deserve."

"Come on, don't talk about this useless thing. What the hell are you doing here?"

"Didn't my future brother-in-law tell you? I came with him to do business," I said, looking at Cheney. "Future brother-in-law, it's done, but now we have to hurry back and deal with the contract."

"Yes."

Zaniyah said, "Cheney, I want to go too."

Without waiting for me to say anything, Cheney said coldly, "I'm not allowing anyone to be disturbed when I work."

Zaniyah was silent at that moment without moving her body.

Cheney and I walked to the door together. When Zaniyah could still hear, I deliberately took Cheney's arm and said, "Cheney, I quarreled with my mother and ran away from home. I have no place to live these days. Please take me with you for a few days."

After I said those words, I glanced at Zaniyah defiantly. Unsurprisingly, her face was full of uneasiness, anger, and unwillingness. Out of the hotel, I got into Cheney's car.

Less than two kilometers away, I saw a small restaurant that was still open by the roadside. I was busy looking then told the driver, "Sir, please pull over and I will get off."

The driver did, and when the car stopped, I turned to Cheney and said, "Cheney, let's call it a day, the contract for the Dragon Bridge project is done. I'll come to your company tomorrow during working hours to talk about it."

He looked at me. "Are you ordering me?"

"Of course not, I think it's getting late..."

"You just said that I should take you in for a few days."

"You didn't answer, I thought you refused. I have already figured out where to live now."

He leaned close to me with an evil face. "Come to me."

"But I already have a place to live."

"Krista, do you think you can pass to me easily? When you use me, you talk nonsense, and when you don't use me, you just kick it away?"

He grabbed me by the wrist, pulled me into his arms, and whispered in my ear, "I'm still waiting to see your performance in bed tonight."

I was embarrassed. "Not tonight."

"Whether it's okay or not, it's not up to you. Since the project of the Dragon Bridge has been discussed, then you are my person. To be my woman, you must fulfill your obligations, understand?"

My heart is tight. Lockie is right. This man is a wolf. He can't be provoked.

"Drive."

Cheney walked away from me and gave the driver a cold command.

I stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, I'm hungry. I want to eat something before I go."

"Go back to the hotel, and someone will prepare dinner for you."