RED
Handsome, wealthy, intelligent, and noble, with six-pack abs, and single. That is how the majority of people characterize me. That's right, you read it correctly. I am the epitome of wealth and perfection. But I'm a young master who isn't easily seduced by any woman. Especially if she is the sort of woman who enjoys drinking and going to bars, and especially a woman who wants to use me as a bargaining chip. I won’t be easily seduced by those hot cheeks with hot thighs, but I can't deny that sometimes there are women who catch my attention. However, when I learn more about their lifestyle, they immediately turn into a huge red flag in my eyes.
I was about to get out of this chaotic bar when suddenly a woman grabbed my arm. She held onto me while walking like a freaking zombie! Who is this woman? What in the world is she up to?
I have been in a similar situation like this before, where someone pretended to be drunk and then accidentally bumped into me.
Tss!
I'm not going to be susceptible to this kind of scam. Woman, you'd better find someone else.
I was stunned by what I was thinking as I smelled the glistening aroma of wine emanating from her mouth. "You are the most handsome man I have seen tonight… How about marrying me, Mr. Handsome?" she murmured, her face lit up with the sweetest grin.
She had a slim, twine-thin sculpted figure. She had a burnished complexion and a tapered waist. Arched brows peered down at long, flowing eyelashes. Her button nose was framed by beautiful ears. Bright cheeks. She had saccharine sweet lips. They softly opened up and grew slightly apart. She breathed softly on her carmine-red fingernails and flashed a set of sparkling, angel-white teeth. Her long, moon shadow-black hair was lovely to look at. Her puffy, heart-shaped lips were covered by her seductive, constellation-brown eyes as she looked at me. Her beauty is not your typical beauty. I was just staring at her when that thought came to me.
Who is this woman?
I couldn't help but shake my head at what I was thinking. Anyways, why should I care? She is, without a doubt, like any other woman in financial distress who is looking for someone to help her.
"Let go!" I shouted at her, and shoved her away from me.
Who did she think she is? Even asking me to marry her in the midst of a large crowd. She wasn't even close to being my type.... Well… Although she is attractive, I will not lower my standards only to suit this type of woman.
I noticed her being escorted by two men who appeared to be wasted. "Miss, what if we got married? ha-ha-ha," they joke as they brush their hands across the woman's shoulder. "Stop struggling, come with us… I promise we will be gentle," said the guy who looks like a rugby user.
I quickly approached them and took the rugby looking users hand away from that woman's shoulder. "Ouch!" he moaned. I just stared at him with a blank expression. A serious face as possible.
"Get lost!" I said with a serious face, the two rugby-looking users were immediately stunned and quickly ran away.
Anyway, how was it possible for this woman to continue drinking? Given how wasted she is, it would be rude of me to leave her on the floor. Do I need to assist her? No, why would I even help her. I have no idea who she is or where she lives. Just a pain in the neck, that's all she'll be.
I look at her and seeing her laying on the ground makes me feel pity for her. You should be grateful that you ran into someone as nice as me, lady. Fine, I'll match your performance. I carried her to my car and drove her home.
BUENAVISTA’S MANSION
"Warmly welcome her in; she'll be staying for the night," I informed the maids. She struggled to stand up straight, and despite staggering, she pushed herself to bow.
"Hello!" she said with the sweetest smile on her face. Her actions earned a smile from the servants. This woman appears to be really wasted. Her system was overpowered by the effects of alcohol.
"Take her to the guest room." I ordered them and went straight to my room to take a shower.
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After I showered, I went to the guest room to check if that woman was still breathing.
"Are you awake?" I asked when I saw her peeking out the window.
"Ah!! Pervert!!" she shouted as she took a pillow to throw at me. "Who are you?! What did you do to me?!" she said while tears are continually dropping from her eyes.
I approached her and whispered. "Would you believe me if I told you we did everything I wanted?" I whispered in the side of her ear. "You seem to be satisfied with what we did earlier," I said, teasing her. She just stood there looking at me in shock at what I said. She instantly developed rosy cheeks. Did she just flush after hearing what I said?
After a few minutes, she seemed to have recovered from her daydreaming, "Your face is too thick to speak such words. Me? Satisfied?! I am Chelsea Leigh Garcia and I'm not that low class of a lady if that's what you're thinking!" she yelled in my face. She slapped a 1,000 peso cash in my face and said, "A thousand for this one night, think what you want to think but I don't want to see your face again, goodbye!" She then stormed out of the guest room and slammed the door as she left.
Wait a minute— Is this how she'll repay me for everything I've done for her? She is the one who insisted that I marry her earlier and she is the one who just made a scene a while ago? And why did she throw one thousand peso cash? Damn, I'm only worth one thousand peso?!
"Hmm… Chelsea Leigh Garcia… She is kinda interesting…" I grin as I recall her name. I think I like her. This type of woman should be by my side at all times!
CHELSEAI exclaimed in a drunken beer-sipping voice, "F*ck you, Mark! You are such a shitface! I shouldn't have trusted you." I broke up with my shitface boyfriend, and now I'm here at the bar. I caught him kissing my sister, Maxine. Shameless! Their actions are inhuman. They shouldn't have been called humans! They are perfect for each other. They are both motherf*ckers!I screamed as my tears started to pour, "You think if I leave you, I won't be able to find someone else and I'll end up as an old lady?!"Although I am aware that people are staring at me, I don't care what they think of me at the moment. I banged the glass against the table, and it generated a great deal of noise. I don't care. I need to let out all of the rage I'm having right now."Mark, you stupid! Watch me instantly find a guy who I can exchange for you." I said to myself in a low voice.In search of a man who met my standards, I cast a glance at every person in the bar. My eyes scanned the area for a while bef
CHELSEAWe arrived in front of a ten storey building. What a huge building this is! As we got out of the car, suddenly there was a man approaching us and bowing his head as soon as he saw us.What is wrong with this man? "Follow me," Mr. Maniac ordered.What did he mean when he indicated earlier that it was time for me to pay him? Will he offer me to the proprietor of this company? Oh no, what if he actually does sell me?If the building's exterior is impressive, the interior will astound you even more. It is really inclusive. I examined the area as we passed each spot. He then pressed the tenth floor as we got into the elevator. Are we truly going to be the company's owner? When we got there, we went into an office."Wow!" I whispered in amazement. It is quite a large room for a normal employee. This must be the company's owner's office. Will he actually sell me to the owner? God! I'm growing anxious about what I'm thinking!"Have you thought about it, Ms. Garcia?" Mr. Maniac asked
The tragedy in Chelsia’s life started. Her life was in the hands of the most evil person she had ever known, Mr. Buenavista. He orders her hour after hour, and because of the contract they signed, the girl can't whine or complain. All she could do was to think about the benefit that it would give her after the contract ends."You are moving very slowly. I just asked you to take out the trash, and you took one hour for that. Just ask the maids where the trash bin is!” Red complained.This is now the life of Chelsia after days of being the personal maid of the great Mr. Buenavista. Chelsea wanted to punch him in the face, but she couldn't do it because of the contract. She then took a deep breath to calm herself. "Yes sir," she replied, and stormed out the door.REDIt was so obvious that she started to get so annoyed by everything I asked her. I just want to burst out laughing whenever I see her nose, which almost releases smoke because of how furious she is. I just gave her a simple
CHELSEAI am now in the bathroom, facing the mirror. I just finished being ordered around by that demon. I wasn't even given a break. What does he think of me? A robot? I don't know how much I can handle and how much I can forgive that person, but I have to be strong."Damn you, Red Chandler Buenavista!" I yelled angrily at the mirror.It's possible that his mother had a lot of problems while carrying him. He acts exactly the same way now that he is old because that is why she had him. He did, however, acquire a few of her attitudes. They are both a pain in the neck. Indeed, like a mother, like a son.I straightened myself up and posed like Mr. Pervert. I turned to look in the mirror and tried to sound like him by raising my voice. I cough while synchronizing the tone of my voice to get his voice just right."Although Chelsea has low status, I like her. Even if you don't like her, mom, please don't insult her. She is a nice woman." I turned to my right and spoke softly to the mirror a
As the days passed by, Chelsea and Red didn’t get along well. They are like dogs and cats in the same house. One morning, while Chelsea was having coffee peacefully because the demon who always ordered her to do some errands was not in the mansion and was busy in the office, she was surprised when the maid entered her room."Miss, someone is looking for you downstairs,” the maid said.Chelsea looked at her in surprise. "Did you ask who?" “No, miss…” she answered.“What does she look like then?” Chelsea asked.The maid scratches her nape as she tries to remember what the woman looks like. She looks quite like you, Miss, but she has long red hair. We are almost the same height. She also makes me hurry to call you…” The maid answered while seeming to be in a hurry. It was obvious from Chelsea’s face that she knew who had visited the mansion. “I see. I will be there. Please tell her to wait for me in the living room, and also tell her to not touch anything.” "Yes, miss," the maid said
CHELSEA "The next item is a diamond ring weighing 8.20 carats. Let's start the bidding. The bidding starts at 300,000" said the MC on stage.I was amazed by what I saw. It is very beautiful, and the rock is huge. I don't know how high I can bid, but if it's less than that, I can probably use my salary in advance to get it. "600,000"I was surprised when Redemon suddenly spoke. What? Will he bid? But he was looking at me while saying his price. I guess he noticed that I liked that ring. Will he get it for me?"800,000!" the old man shouted in front."1 million!" Redemon shouted back.Is he even serious?! 1 million for a ring?! This man is crazy."1.1 million," said a beautiful lady who was obviously rich because she was wearing an elegant dress with matching fur on her neck."1.2 million!" Redemon shouted in annoyance.This one is really a fighter; he doesn't want to lose. It's 1.2 million. Maybe I won't be able to pay that anymore. That's why I immediately stopped him while holding
CHELSEAI'm currently in the park. I came here right away to be by myself. I need some fresh air to breathe. It was 11 o'clock before I realized what time it was.To calm Redemon down and prevent him from becoming particularly irate at me tomorrow, I texted him. I said that I had an emergency at home and couldn't leave.I started crying when I submitted my message. I recalled what had happened at home just before I left.FLASHBACKAh—eh, that's not my intention, hija. I just wanted to take the opportunity and get everyone acquainted. You probably won't let your dad be sad and embarrassed, right?" "Enough! Why didn't you show up when my dad needed you if you genuinely care about him? Do you really believe I was unaware that you had taken items from the house and taken them to your parents' home? You! Plus, you are the cause of daddy's business slowly failing! You have only managed to ruin my family and everything we own!" I screamed as I looked at her.She raised her hand and was abou
RED"Emergency? Is she fooling me?" I whispered annoyed as I got into my car.FLASHBACK"Mrs. Buenavista is incredibly fortunate; she was gone for a short while and Mr. Buenavista was searching for her right away."While I was trying to figure out where Chelsea was, I overheard two conversations amongst others. I called an employee of the hotel staff and asked about my wife.She responded to me, "Umm, Your wife sir? She left half an hour ago, sir…”END OF FLASHBACKWhere exactly are you, Chelsea?While driving, I immediately took out my phone and called my secretary. Three rings and she instantly answered my call.I ordered my secretary, "Do an investigation on Mr. Lee... That's right, the musician... Don't leave any information out, and check everything."~Meanwhile, when Chelsea got home, she found Mr. Buenavista in the living room. She was surprised to see him waiting on the sofa but what makes her surprised more is how angry Red’s expression was. It was so obvious on his face.“O