"You know these guys?" Belinda pointed at the intruders. Even as she asked, she was doubtful that Kevin had anything to do with such a low-class gang.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Kevin asked. He looked at them with cold eyes. His gaze narrowed at the woman who wore the heavy make-up.
"Wait, let me guess. This is A8001, right? Is the Bugatti with a number plate of 7578 yours?" the woman asked. She herself was confused now. This was supposed to be the right place, but the girl she was looking for was nowhere to be seen. The man in front of her was not fat and old as she had thought he would be. Instead, he was young, fit and wore a military shirt. It seemed that she had really stepped into the wrong house.
"Yes, it is. But why are you here?" Kevin gritted his teeth. He didn't know that people were so rude these days that they broke into someone else's place for no reason.
"Then it's the right place. I came here to look for the little bitch, not you two," the woman said, snorting. Knowing she had come to the right place fed her arrogance. Besides, the man was just a soldier. He was a nobody to her.
"Hey, now. What little bitch? Watch your language, all right?" Kevin asked, enraged. He glared at the woman with his eagle-like eyes. Since he and Belinda were out of the question, Leena was definitely the one they were looking for. But Leena was kind and adorable. How could she have messed with this gang?
"My language? Humph, you are just a poor soldier. You are asking me to watch my language? Do you know who I am? My name would scare you enough to wet your pants. Ask the person in charge to see me! I don't want to waste my time with a nobody,"
the woman said, sniffing with derision. This man was just a poor soldier according to her. His good looks couldn't do him much favor. However, it seemed odd that a poor person could live in such a luxury apartment. Maybe the young man was just a guest here. The fat and old man must be the master of this place.
"This is my place. You can tell me what you want," Kevin said, ignoring the contempt in her voice. His face held no expression. How could she look down on soldiers, who risked their lives to defend the country and bring people safety?
"What? You own this place? You must be kidding me. I want to see the little bitch and her lover. Couldn't she do something else for a living? Humph, I guess being a mistress is the easy way out," the woman mocked, sneering. She didn't believe that Kevin, who was a poor soldier, could afford such a high-class apartment.
"Wait, wait. What are you talking about? Old woman, who is this mistress and his lover you are talking about? Do you know what you are saying?" Belinda interrupted. She was confused at the rude woman's accusation. It seemed that the woman came here to expose an affair, but the man she was talking about was not here!
"Humph! If this is A8001, I've come to the right place. Don't waste my time. Where is the bitch? I want her here. Hiding won't do her any good. I am going to teach her a lesson. I will ruin her face and cut off her eloquent tongue," she said tersely. From her venomous tone, it was easy to gauge how much she hated Leena.
"So from what I infer, the scratch on my wife's face came from you?" Kevin asked. He had been confused about why Leena's face was scratched, and now the reason for it was standing right in front of him.
"Your wife? What are you talking about? I haven't even touched her since I came here," the woman said, looking at Belinda. She mistook Belinda to be Kevin's wife.
"Why are you looking at me, old woman? He is the husband of my sister-in-law, not my husband!" Belinda explained and stepped back. She couldn't risk irritating this heavily made-up woman. She was by no means a decent person and might lose her mind at any moment.
"Bitch, how dare you call me an old woman again? Say it again and I will cut your tongue off," the woman said, pissed off. She proved the old saying that women were particularly sensitive about their age.
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