Chapter 35
“Hello, my little bird,” a creepy caring voice came from the other side, sending a chill all over Reba‘s
body. “Normally, I am the one who ensnares women, but it‘s the opposite in your case. You‘ve tied me up
with your peerless beauty.” Reba immediately recognized this man. It was Arlo Campbell, the
governor‘s son. She thought he wouldn‘t contact her again after her father had talked with his father.
Clearly, she was wrong
“What‘s wrong, dear?” Arlo continued to speak in a saucy tone, “Did you think I will give up on you just
because your father had a little chat with mine? While your father may be rich, my father is the richest
elected official of the country. Even the president has to think twice before talking with my dad, so you
see... I believe your father didn’t give enough respect to my father, but I can forgive him because he‘s
responsible for your birth. Without him, a rare bird like you wouldn‘t have been bom. You are a thousand
times more beautiful than your mother, and I‘m d you didn‘t enter the movie industry, or you couldn‘t
have kept the natural beauty you still possess. I can keep on praising if that‘s what you want to hear, but
the gist of my heart is this ... Even if I have a hundred dicks, all of them will get hard for you... I heard you
broke your ankle, and I‘m worried for you. I can‘t get you out of my head. If you want, I can pay a visit to
your house, and I can meet your family, too. What do you say, my little bird?”
“Fuck off,” Reba said and cut the call. She frowned and touched her forehead. “This guy... Jf I bring
Dad into this, they‘ll bother him during his movie release times. How can I teach this psycho a lesson?
Should I ask Brother Shawn for help?” she thought for a second and shook her head. “Nah, he‘s the type
who expects 10 dors of help for every 1 dor of help he gives. If I ask for his help, he‘ll start arranging
dates with men in his circle without my permission. I can‘t give him any ground to take advantage of me.
Who should I ask then?”
A few hourster.
In a private restaurant, a man wearing a multi–colored wig was staring at the baby rats crying and
squealing as they swam and tried to get out of the hot soup in the bowl.
He gently put a spoon in the bowl. One of the pups climbed the spoon and managed to reached the
other edge. Both the spoon and the pup fell out of the bowl, and the pup was running along the edge of
the table. A fork came down like a bolt and struck it down. As it struggled in itsst moments, he lifted up
its body with the fork and put it into his mouth and crunched on it and closed his eyes and savored its
taste. “Mm... the taste of innocence. There‘s nothing else like it.”
A waiter came up to his table, leaned forward and said, “Mr. Arlo, someone wants to meet you.”
Arlo waved his hand, and the fork in his hand was now lodged into the waiter‘s eye.
“AHHH!” the waiter bowled in horror.
Arlo opened his eyes and looked at the waiter, “Sorry, brother. I like my dinner time, and I couldn‘t control
myself when you disturbed it.” He signed a cheque for 100 grand and put it in the waiter‘s shirt pocket.
The waiter was still in pain, shock, and fear. He looked terrified, and
bloody juices were dripping down his right eye socket. Arlo patted his cheek a couple of times. “Don‘t
bother someone else‘s meal time, okay?” he then stood and adjusted the sleeves of his suit a little.
“Thanks to you, I lost my appetite.” He then walked out, and ckbear was waiting outside with a file in
his hand. “Who are you?” “I–I got assigned for the uing flower project, sir,” ckbear politely spoke
“Ah–huh,” Arlo entered his ck limousine surrounded by six tall ck bodyguards in suits.” Come on
in.” “Y–Yes, ” ckbear entered and hesitantly sat on the opposite side. He still looked ufortable.
“Couldn‘t you wait until my meal finished?” Arlo asked, “Because of you, a waiter lost his eye.” “1–...”
ckbear didn‘t know what to say. This was his first time meeting Arlo, after all. Though he may be an
infamous gangster in his neighborhood, he was smart enough to know there‘s a much bigger world
outside the ce where he grew up and thatpared to the likes of Arlo, he was nothing but a frog in a
well. Seeing ckbear sweating, Arlo smiled. “Take it easy. I‘m not going to spoil my car with your blood,
so you don‘t want to spoil it with your sweat, either.” “Y–Yes, sir,” ckbear quickly wiped the sweat off
his face and neck with his shirt. “Show me what you got,” Arlo put forth his hand. ckbear handed him
the file.
Arlo opened it, and there was an album full of girls and women of all ages between 18 and 50. Every
single one of them had a certain charm about them and had some presence on social media. They also
covered all religions.
“How many of them signed the contract?” Arlo asked. “About half of them, sir,” ckbear said. “We‘re
currently in talics with the rest.” “If they refuse, I don‘t need to tell you what to do, right?”
“Yes, sir. We will fuck their careers up.”
“Mm, the contract says they must be avable until the year of elections without fail, but there will always
be those who give excuses.” “I will deal with them, sir.” “No,” Arlo leaned forward and said, “I will deal
with them. Send every unprofessional bitch to me, and I‘ll break her the way I see fit.” “S–Sure,”
ckbear‘s heart skipped fast. He had seen many monstrous men in the mafia, but this politician‘s son
still unsettled him more. (Whoever marries this monster is going to have a horrifying married life.) As they
talked, time passed, and the limousine stopped in front of Sterling‘s vi. The gate guard asked them if
they needed something, but the driver didn‘t answer them. When the guard raised his voice, the driver
took out a gun and shut him up.
ckbear recognized the Sterling vi and wondered why Arlo was looking at it. “Is there anything you
need in that vi, sir?” he asked, wanting to use this opportunity to make a better impression.
“My heart,” Arlo said and looked at him. “Will you get it for me?”
“U–Uh,” ckbear couldn‘t find the words. (I know I‘m crazy, but this guy is crazy on a whole ‘nother
level.)
Arlo nced at the driver through the mirror, and the limousine drove off. The gate guard, however, still
stood frozen with his back pressed against the main gate, and pee leaking down his pants
Meanwhile, Reba was alone in her room, wondering how she should deal with Arlo and also why
Benjamin didn‘t return. She used the walking stick toe out of the room. “Where‘s he?” she looked for
him without calling for his name as that would be too embarrassing. Walking wasn‘t easy, but she wanted
to see where he was and what he was doing That desire made her search for him. Luckily, there was no
maid to see her struggling to walk After
searching many rooms, she eventually reached the balcony, and Benjamin was sleeping on the couch.
“He’s sleeping out here in this chi” ng weather? What if he catches a cold?” she went back to her room
and brought a nket with great effort. When she tried to cover him with the nket, a muscle in her an
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