Day Sixty…
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[ At Helena's Hotel Suite… ]
Vincent came to visit Helena as she demanded to see him. He was supposed to have a dinner date with his niece, Mia. However, he had to cancel it because of Helena.
Helena immediately wrapped her arms around Vincent's body as soon as he entered her suites.
"Baby, I missed you so much. I can't wait to spend time with you… Alone." She emphasized her last word.
Lately, Vincent always brought Mia with him during their dates.
Vincent just let out a soft chuckle. "I'm just trying to make you grow fonder of Mia. Don't you like her?"
Helena rolled her eyes and said, "No. Because I'm jealous of her. I feel like she is stealing you from me. You are only mine, Baby. You know I'm possessive."
"Sigh. But you don't need to compete with a little girl," Vincent said, coaxing her.
"No. that young girl reminds me of someone." Helena pouted her lips, looking a little bit upset as she recalled someone.
"Someone?" Vincent asked her, confused.
"Yeah. Mia's emerald eyes remind me of that woman who dares to seduce you!" Helena mumbled.
Vincent was taken aback when he heard that. 'This only means Helena still bears a grudge against her. What will she do if they cross paths again?'
"See! You also remember her!" Helena pushed him away and stomped her feet as she distanced herself from him.
Vincent could only sigh helplessly. He knew he had to coax this woman again. She could easily get jealous.
"You know that you are the only woman in my life," Vincent walked closer to her, embracing her from behind.
"Hmmp! But you were tempted by that woman once!" Helena couldn't stop herself from bringing up the past.
"You are mistaken, Sweety," Vincent said, planting a soft kiss on her nape.
Helena just raised her eyebrow. "Hmm. Are you just telling me this because you don't want to see my ruthless side again? Hmm, I'm glad, she is out of the picture now. And I got my sweetest revenge." An evil smile flashed on her face. It was a brutal revenge that could ruin someone's life and drive someone nuts.
Vincent's expression changed for a moment. He could still remember how ruthless this woman was when she implemented her revenge. No wonder, the two of them got along really well as if they were a match made by heaven. (Or shall we say a perfect match made by hell.)
"Don't think about the past. It will just ruin your mood. We are here to enjoy our moment together, not to argue and bring back the past." Vincent tried to stop this topic and divert her attention.
"Hmm, ruin my mood? Or your mood?" Helena turned around to face him. She wanted to see his expression. But the moment she looked at him Vincent was already smiling at her.
"You are overthinking again, Sweety. Come, we should eat dinner first." Vincent pulled her toward the veranda. He already ordered food in the hotel and the table was set outside in the veranda. It was a candlelit dinner set-up.
Helena just happily sat down when Vincent pulled the chair for her. The two settled down and Vincent began to pour red wine into their glasses.
"What happened to your negotiation with the Dragon guy?" Helena asked him as she started slicing her steak.
"It went well. He agreed to join hands with me." Vincent took the knife from her hands. "Let me do it for you…" Helena just smiled broadly because of his sweet gesture.
"Tell me more," Helena mumbled as she moved her leg under the table. She teasingly placed her foot in between Vincent's thigh. She was teasing him again.
Vincent tried to ignore it as he spoke again. "The Dragon Lord plans to make Abigail his wife."
Helena stopped moving her leg when she heard Abigail's name. "Huh? Why Abigail? What benefit will he get from that?"
"She is the missing daughter of the Godfather of the Sawada Clan. A powerful organization in Country J." Vincent continued slicing the steak for her.
But Helena's expression already changed. She was shocked and at the same time displeased by this discovery. "So Abigail is no ordinary woman. Damn. I hate that woman too. She also has emerald eyes. I put up with her just because she is Dave's woman. It's hard to pretend to be friends with her!"
"Can't we just eliminate her for good? Why worried about Dave's feelings? He can find another woman! I can set him up with beautiful lady from a wealthy family." Helena got so worked up again.
"Killing is not always the answer," Vincent tried to reason out with her.
"But she is like a ticking bomb for us. What if she remembers everything and she talks to Nathan? She is close to the Sparks Family. Are we going to wait for our secrets to be revealed before killing her?" Helena slammed the table as she stood up.
"Sweety, calm down," Vincent also stood up. He held her shoulders and looked straight into her eyes. "I won't let anyone destroy my plan… our plan. Don't you trust me?"
Helena slammed her eyes shut and took a deep breath. She tried to calm herself down. "Sigh. That woman is like a cat. She has so many lives. We failed to kill her so many times!" She let out her frustrations.
Vincent rubbed her shoulders as if he was trying to reassure her. "Just leave everything to me. I'll let my people handle things like this."
But Helena stubbornly shook her head. "You know me. I want to be involved as always. Don't exclude me with your plan. Let me help you."
"What are you planning to do?" Vincent asked her curiously.
Helena smiled at him meaningfully. She anchored her arms around his neck and said, "Allow me to borrow some of your men… I will deal with Abigail myself. Assign Dave to me…"
Vincent bobbed his head right away. "Alright. I'm giving you my permission. You can use Dave as you want. I won't stop you."
Helena's eyes lit up when she heard that. She gave him a peck on his lips. "Thanks, Baby! Because of that… I will reward you tonight…"
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