The president's seventh bride

Chapter 46: Being Teased by Others

Alicia turned away in depress, staring at the neon lights flashing outside the car window. Yesterday, he

said he would have a child with her, but today he treated her like this. This man was so moody and was

even less reliable than a woman.

One minute, he was so good to her. Next minute, he was so bad to her. Under his moody treatment,

she was almost unable to distinguish between the good and the bad in reality.

Carlos made several phone calls along the way. What he said was just one sentence, "Come out for a

drink. The same place."

Alicia didn't know who he was inviting. She didn't ask. Anyway, even though she asked, he wouldn't tell

her. So it was no bother to ask.

The car finally stopped after driving wildly all the way. The place where it stopped was the city's largest

entertainment club, Royal Rose Club.

"Get off."

The man next to her coldly ordered. Alicia hesitated. She was not an open girl and did not often come

to this kind of entertainment place. But she had long heard about Royal Rose Club. It was a place of

extreme extravagant.

"I am a teacher."

"So what?"

"It’s inappropriate for me to come to this place, isn’t it?"

He sneered mockingly, "Who let you follow me? Don't forget. It’s you who insists on following me. No

one forces you."

After speaking, he walked towards the gate of the entertainment club on his own. Alicia stood still

helplessly, but could only bite the bullet to follow him.

At this moment, she finally understood what his frightening smile meant.

It was a top-notch club, which was as big as a palace. The design inside was even more complicated.

Alicia followed Carlos closely, fearing that she would lose her way.

Carlos stopped in front of the door of No. 8 private room. The waiter opened the door respectfully.

There were already three or four people sitting inside. All of them wore famous brands clothes. They

looked like the rich.

"Mr. Carlos, long time no see."

"Mr. Carlos, why do you have time to ask us out for a drink today?"

...

The people in the private room greeted him as soon as they saw him. Alicia stood outside the door,

wondering whether to come in.

"Come in."

She hadn't made up her mind yet. But Carlos had already given orders. Since there was no way out,

she could only take a deep breath and walk in.

"Wow, who is this?"

"Isn't she Mr. Carlos' seventh wife?"

"Mr. Carlos, you’re so awesome. Changing wife is like changing clothes. Each wife is more beautiful

than the last..."

"She’s not just beautiful, but drop-dead gorgeous."

Hearing the teasing voices, Alicia broke out in cold sweat. What mistakes did she make? Did she really

have to put herself here as a doll to being teased by a bunch of jerks for that moody guy?

Carlos sat down indifferently. He didn’t care about how difficult her situation was. She walked to him

silently. When she was just about to sit down, he glared at her, "Don't sit here."

The atmosphere was so embarrassing that Alicia didn’t know what to do. But those men waved to her

one after another, "Beauty, come here.” “Beauty, come here” “Beauty, they are perverts. Here is the

safest."

Alicia was so speechless. What did they treat her as? Was she the barmaid? She swept her gaze

towards Carlos. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. His friends were just like him. Just a

bunch of bastards.

She didn't sit next to the four men, but instead sat on the only empty sofa, which was in the same

direction as Carlos. That was to say, as long as she sat down, she and Carlos could clearly see each

other.

"Why don't you call some barmaids?"

Carlos' words surprised several his friends. Otto Griffiths asked in amazement, "Did you say wrongly or

we have misheard? Don't you hate women the most?"

"It varies from person to person. Girls who are always pestering others is annoying, and well-behaved

and obedient girls are delightful."

When he said this, he was clearly saying to Alicia.

"Is your seventh wife the former or the latter?"

Otto continued to joke.

Morgan Pearson immediately answered, "Do you still need to ask? Look at her dignified and virtuous

appearance, she must be an extremely obedient girl."

"That's not necessarily true. Some people pretend to be obedient, but in fact, you don't know how

rebellious she is. Don't be blinded by the appearance."

Alicia gritted her teeth and stared at him. If he didn’t feel satisfied with her, he could tell her. Why did he

ridicule her like this?

After taking back the complaining gaze, she was surprised to find that because of Carlos' words,

several men seemed to be more interested in her. They looked at her boldly and teased her.

She was so wronged, but she didn't show a point on the surface. She wouldn't be fooled by him. The

reason why he embarrassed her was that he wanted to make her angry and then left wisely.

She would rather be wronged than to let him succeed. For his parents who loved her like her parents,

this was the only chance for her to repay them.

Thinking like this, she suppressed her anger, then cleared all messy thoughts in her mind. She smiled

happily, "I am Alicia. Nice to meet you."

"We are also very happy to meet you. Can we shake hands?"

Otto hurriedly got up and sat next to her, and the other three men also followed. All four hands

stretched out in front of her.

She shook hands one by one. She was not overly enthusiastic about anyone of them, nor indifferent.

She was decent and admirable.

Seeing this, Carlos suddenly made a surprising suggestion, "Let's play dice. Don't take money as the

bet. Take people as the bet."

"People?"

All of them, including Alicia, were shocked by his proposal. Could people be taken as a bet?

"Yes, whoever loses, leave his wife for everyone's entertainment."

What Carlos said was shocking. Morgan swallowed his saliva and said, "Mr. Carlos, figured it out, we

don't have wife except you."

"It's the same. You have girlfriends. Just make several calls. A lot of girls will come here, right?"

Otto laughed loudly, "Yeah. But Mr. Carlos, are you serious?" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Do I need to sign an agreement?"

He raised his eyebrows. The four of them waved their hands one after another, "No need. We’re going

to make calls right now."

The four people walked out one after another with their mobile phones. The original noisy private room

suddenly became quiet. Even the sound of a pin dropping on the ground could be heard. Alicia looked

directly at Carlos. After a long time, she asked, "You don’t need my consent to make such a ridiculous

proposal?"

Carlos sneered and pointed to the door of the private room, "If you don't want, you can go now. No one

will stop you."

He made no secret of his purpose. Anything he said and any decision he made were only for this one

purpose, which was to get rid of her.

"If you're okay, then I'm okay."

Alicia exerted all her strength to accept his provocation. If it was about forbearance, she would never

find anyone more tolerant than her in this world.

Her forbearance was attributed to her biological father and stepmother.

“Lack of forbearance in small matters upsets great plans.” It was the truth she had always advocated.

Seeing that she had no plans to back down, Carlos was about to say something. But the several men

came back, he had to give up. He looked at her, as if he was saying, “I’ll see how long you could bear.”

The waiter brought the dice and wine. Morgan drew a stack of hundred-dollars bills from his wallet to tip

the waiter. The waiter immediately asked with a smile, "May I help you to call some barmaids to come

here?"

He waved, "No. Our girls will be here soon."

Oskar Holland held a glass of wine and walked to Alicia, "Miss Alicia, taste this wine. I don’t know

whether you like it or not."

She politely declined, "Thanks. I can't drink."

"Really? Are there any women who can't drink nowadays? Don't worry. We didn't add medicine in the

wine."

"Sorry, I really can't drink."

The more she declined, the more Oskar persuaded her to drink. When they were pushing, the wine

glass tilted. The red liquid spilled all over her. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

Oskar hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine for her. She took it over embarrassedly, "It's

okay. I can deal with it myself."

"Mr. Oskar. You ruined Miss Alicia’s clothes. Shouldn't you compensate her ten clothes?"

Otto teased him.

"Yes, let alone ten clothes, even twenty pieces and thirty pieces are fine."

Carlos didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if the woman who was molested by his friends had

nothing to do with him. Seeing his indifferent attitude, Alicia was somewhat disappointed. She got up

and said, "I'll go to the bathroom. "

Standing in front of the washstand in the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror, she took a deep

breath and said sadly, "Alicia, just like this, you feel aggrieved? From the moment you were born,

you’re destined to be like a grass which grows out of a rock. What kind of setbacks and difficulties have

you not been experienced? Just such a small thing. Stop being hypocritical. Cheer up. You can do it."

She turned on the faucet, held a handful of cold water, and patted it on her face. Sure enough, she was

much more sober and energetic.

She walked back to the private room again. Before coming in, she took a deep breath again. As long as

she opened the door, she had to be strong and couldn’t be defeated.

The door was finally opened. The private room became more lively. In addition to the men just now,

there were four more beauties. They were all charming and coquettish.

On the table in the center of the sofa, the gambling had officially started. Her going and staying tonight

were all held in the hand of one person, but that person didn't want to win at all.