All Chapters of Chasing the deck of her: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I pushed the door and stepped into the tailor's shop. My large frame was almost as big as the door.The tailor was ironing clothes and was shocked to see such a dashing man coming into his store."Oh! It's you!""Do me a favor, please. Money is no object."I pouted my lips a bit and opened the box in front of the tailor."Oh my goodness! What have you done?! How did such nice clothing end up like this?!" The tailor loved clothes so much that he was pained to look at this mess."It's my fault." I had a bitterness in my throat."That girl hand stitched this suit. I watched her work so hard to complete it that I felt exhausted on her behalf, as if I had made this suit."The old tailor regretfully shook his head. "What a pity… Such a waste of time… It was a good suit…""Is there any way you can fix it?" I quickly asked."How can I fix this? I can fix the lining that has been ripped, but it is hard to fix the outer surface."Inexplicably, my heart constricted upon hearing this."Just do yo

Lastly, Gregory vowed to Joseph that he would never interfere with the affairs of the Osita family for the sake of appeasing the old man.Gregory and Shannon left with their heads hung low in despair, while Joseph looked at the mess inside the study brimming with rage."Ugh! Those cunning women have you and your father under their thumbs!"I kneeled down to clean up the pieces of glass on the ground. My head was spinning dementedly.'Did anyone go to Inalia on behalf of Frank? But Dad is acquainted with Frank. He would not be wrong, as the two have encountered each other previously numerous times. Or does the old man suffer from Alzheimer's?'This is when I picked up a collapsible fan."Is that yours, Grandpa?""Oh no! I was so furious that I almost broke it. Bring it to me now."Joseph's eyes softened as he continued, "Amara made this fan for me. The calligraphy and painting on it are hers."I didn't know Amara was capable of painting or doing calligraphy.I bristled and didn't know

Chapter 46"Is it red?" I lifted my right hand and stroked my warm cheek shyly. "It's probably the wine…" "Weren't you headed to the wine cellar? Your face was already red before you had a sip." Steven continued on this vein. Steven was intelligent and able, but he was naive. He did not realize that I was fantasizing some dirty thoughts previously."Shut up, Ugh!" I rolled my eyes cutely and made my exit. Steven was crestfallen. He had no clue that he had hurt my feelings, so he followed me closely like a puppy.Steven and I proceeded to the wine cellar, which contained nearly a thousand bottles of red wine that Frank had picked out especially for me. That was because he knew I drank during my spare time. All the wines on the racks were expensive, and most of them were collector's bottles I had bought at auctions. Wyatt did not even have some of these wines, but I had dozens of bottles. If I sold the dozens of bottles, I could afford to buy Savrow. I walked around the racks of wine a

Chapter 48After I had consumed the chocolate, I playfully shoved the other half of the chocolate bar into Steven's suit pocket and patted his chest."Hm. You're pretty fit," I teased, a twinkle of mischief in my eye.Steven's heart skipped a beat. He flushed and had a parched throat as I bullied him. Steven was four years senior to me. At that point, Steven's father headed Zz Group's law division and had always been well treated by Wyatt. So, Steven used to visit Yara Park when he was still a teenager.Steven still remembered the day he first saw me in the garden behind Yara Park. He saw a beautiful little girl dressed up in an angel costume, dancing in the distance. He thought that he was dreaming, so he rubbed his eyes. But that little angel "flew" to him. She wore a pure white angel costume, and she seemed ethereal."Hey, you got any candy?" I rolled off my skateboard, stepped onto the edge of it, and grasped it in one smooth motion."Huh?" Steven panicked. He silently cursed hims

Chapter 50Dean Denz's picture was found on the official website of the Supreme Court three years ago. Dean had stood straight in court, arguing zealously in the picture, posing in a ceremonial gown. This software that Kalus Mike had developed allowed him to search for one's information within three to five minutes from a photo that had been uploaded. It was faster and more accurate than usual search engines.But it took a complete ten minutes searching for Dean. This was a surprise, as Dean was not frequently spotted in public and did not put up photos of himself on the internet. Why would Dean be so secretive if he was just a prosecutor?"Frank Denz… Dean Denz…" Kalus Mike pondered this for a moment. In an instant, he got an idea. His eyes widened in shock. Could he be…Great!Kalus Mike scrunched up his eyes. It looked like there was an oncoming storm on his face. His throat was too tight that he couldn't catch his breath."Amara Kol, how come you're such a player after you left me