My father sold me to the Mafia King novel Chapter 323

Chapter 323: 323/My Sweetie

Chapter 323

Julie’s point of view

Stella waved her phone in a cutting refusal, saying spontaneously and naturally: "No need to request a strange taxi and pay money... I will call my brother Mike now to come with his car instantly and deliver you to the hotel door."

I froze in my place with embarrassment, felt tightness, and moved my head in negation, saying with embarrassment: "Stella, please... no need for this, I do not want to disturb him and delay him from his businesses because of me."

Stella answered with a light laugh while pressing quickly on the buttons of her phone screen: "Disturb what, by heaven’s sake, girl? He certainly will be happy, rather, highly fortunate to deliver you."

She made the call and spoke with him for mere seconds rapidly, then closed the line and turned to me with good tidings and a wide smile: "He agreed instantly without hesitation... he is on the way to us now."

After a few brief minutes, the horn of a familiar car echoed, stopping before the glass salon door. Stella patted my back lightly and pushed me outward with an encouraging smile, saying: "Come on, go now and steal the sights... good luck in your singing segment."

I said with sincere gratitude: "Thank you for everything."

I opened the outer door of the salon and went out with balanced steps, carrying with caution the edges of my long blue dress with one hand so that it would not get dirty from the ground. But the cursed shock completely paralyzed my movement in the middle of the sidewalk and my eyes widened in sweeping astonishment. Damn this luck! Mike was not by himself in the car as I expected! Rather, the cursed, scoundrel Jake was sitting beside him with all comfort in the front seat with his entire fatal coldness and a provocative calmness!

I stopped in my place for seconds and felt a sweeping and deep-seated desire to retrace my steps to the salon running and lock myself in, but my stern mind reminded me that the time was already late and there was no room for retreat or flight and losing the work opportunity. I took a deep breath, feigning coldness and strength, and moved with prideful and highly confident strides toward the car. Instantly, upon seeing me, Mike opened his seat’s door and descended with great speed to head toward the back door and open it for me.

He scrutinized and looked at the features of my face, his eyes widened, and he said in a faint tone: "Julie... you... you look beautiful, highly charming, and attractive tonight."

I rested my body lightly inside the seat of the car, adjusted the edges of my long dress quietly, and said in a quiet tone: "Thank you, Mike, for your kindness and delivering me."

Mike closed the back door politely, and in that exact second and speed, Jake turned his head completely toward the back and fixed the look of his piercing, burning eyes into my features. He tilted his head in a slow, bold, and provocative inspection of my makeup, hair, and the details of my dress, then emitted a raspy, faint sound: "Mmm... "

I darted a dry look at him and said: "What is wrong with you looking at me like this?"

He turned his face with supernatural speed toward the windshield with rigidity and steadfastness, and did not answer me with a single word as if he were ignoring me. Mike rode behind the steering wheel of the car and started the engine, driving the vehicle quietly and steadily, carving through the twisting roads toward our destination at the hotel.

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