Chapter 115 The Wedding House in the Old House
Draven glanced at her indifferently and curled his lips. “Okay, open the door and I’ll get out of here right away.”
Hearing this, Cierra came to her senses and remembered the voice that came from behind her when she was sending a message to William.
However, she didn’t know that Draven was in the bathroom at that time, so she didn’t take it
seriously.
If it was true…..
Cierra looked up and met Draven’s smiling eyes. She couldn’t help gritting her teeth.
She didn’t believe it and walked toward the door.
Sure enough, the door was locked.
Cierra angrily twisted the doorknob a few times, but it still couldn’t be opened. She was so angry
that she kicked the door open.
Behind her, Draven, who had witnessed everything, couldn’t help laughing.
“You’re still laughing!”
Cierra turned around and glared at him.
After returning to the country, Cierra had thought of being schemed against by the Boyle family and even by Draven, but she had never thought that Sue would scheme against her. And the other party” was Draven!
At the thought of being in the same room with Draven tonight, Cierra was burning with anger.
Especially when she saw there was a lazy look and a smile on Draven’s face, she became even more
angry,
Regardless of Draven’s muscular body, Cierra asked directly, “Draven, did you do it on purpose?”
“What?”
Draven was stunned for a moment, but he immediately came to his senses.
When he met Cierra’s angry gaze, the smile on his face did not fade.
“I did it on purpose? Cierra, use your smart little head. If I had done it on purpose, I would have done something to you when you got drunk and snuggled into my arms last time. Why should I wait
until now?”
“Draven, you…”
Cierra’s face turned red. On the one hand, it was red with anger, while the other was red with
shame.
“It was impossible that I snuggled into your arms!”
Cierra’s momentum weakened, but her voice was not low.
After getting drunk, she couldn’t remember anything, so she didn’t have the confidence to refute.
According to Ryan, it was indeed Draven who had taken her away that day, and it couldn’t be
excluded that she…
“How can you be sure that it’s impossible for you to snuggle into my arms? You can’t remember anything after drinking so much. Do you want me to use my connections to get the surveillance footage of the Ninth Club and see how active Mrs. Trevino was that day?”
Draven deliberately drawled as he looked at Cierra’s expression of shame and indignation. The smile on his face widened.
The last sentence, especially the words “Mrs. Farrell“, was particularly clear.
Cierra was so angry that she almost rushed over to cover Draven’s mouth.
But when she saw the man’s naked body, she resisted the urge and glared at him angrily and said,
“Stop it.”
“Where’s the hairdryer?” Draven asked.
He asked casually.
Cierra didn’t want to look at him. She walked around him and took her phone to the sofa. “In the
bathroom cabinet.”
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