Chapter 98 - Femme Fatale

Chapter 98: Chapter 96: Femme Fatale Maya listened to the girl’s request and found it ridiculous. It was already great that someone had taken Henry away from her. She was thrilled, so how could she go and send him away?

It seemed Elia wanted to use her to drive Sienna away. After all, she didn’t like Henry, and Maya had noticed.

Ha! Remembering her now? When she bullied her on regular days, she wasn’t shy at all.

Moreover, she’s not kind enough to help her, so she dismissively rolled her eyes at her and said, "Sorry, I think Sienna and Henry are a good match."

Elia listened to the girl’s answer, angrily grabbed her and wished she were Sienna. She said, "Maya, my mom bought you food, clothes, and necessities. Don’t be ungrateful."

Maya looked at the girl’s rudeness, raised her hand, and pushed her away, looking at her mockingly with a sly smile, "Did your mom earn the money? Elia, with such an attitude, you want to ask me for help? Don’t even think about it."

"Maya, then tell me, what should I do to drive Sienna away?" Elia was desperate and resorted to asking Maya.

"Okay! Kneel and beg me, maybe I’ll consider it," Maya purposely made it difficult for her. Even if Elia really knelt before her, she wouldn’t help her mess with Sienna. Such lowly thing, let her do it herself; Maya certainly wouldn’t.

Elia was furious upon hearing that she had to kneel and beg. Her face turned pale as she raised her hand, pointed at Maya’s face, and cursed, "Maya, working with you gives you face, don’t be ungrateful."

Listening to Elia’s insults, Maya dismissively rolled her eyes and coldly said, "Sorry, I’m truly unashamed."

Having finished speaking, she swayed her waist as she turned and left, completely forgetting about the mishap of wearing matching clothes, forgetting she was supposed to go back and change.

The banquet hall was too noisy, and everyone was busy comparing who had more power or men connecting with beautiful women, without any hint of charity.

Even when the banquet officially started, Maya had no money to donate, so she went alone to the deck.

Though it was summer now, the sea breeze blowing on her didn’t feel hot.

Maya stood behind the deck’s railing, tightly gripping the rail with both hands, gently closed her eyes, and felt the sensation intertwined with the sea breeze.

In the banquet hall, everyone was rushing for their own purposes, making the deck a rare quiet place, offering her extra comfort.

Feeling the coolness of the sea breeze, Maya’s heart was no longer lonely, no longer feeling it’s optional.

She was enjoying the moment when suddenly a man’s voice came from her side, very familiar, they had just met.

He said, "I promised my mom to develop a relationship with Sienna, and if everything goes well, we will get engaged next month."

"Congratulations!" All she offered was her blessing.

In the banquet hall, Henry’s gaze never left Maya. Seeing her head to the deck, he followed her there.

He noticed Maya’s calm demeanor, convinced he was being overly sentimental again, but he couldn’t help it; he loves being sentimental over her.

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly grasped her wrist, making her face him, looking into her eyes, he asked, "Maya, don’t you have any feelings for me? Not even a little bit?"

Henry couldn’t believe he gained nothing after half a year’s effort. Giving up on Maya and being with Sienna, he was unwilling yet felt powerless.

Keeping his gaze on the man’s eyes, Maya seriously and solemnly told him, "No, not even a little bit."

As soon as the girl’s voice fell, Henry’s heart was pierced with pain. Knowing it’s the outcome, he still wanted to ask, trying to keep her again, disappointed as always.

He asked, "Maya, what do I have to do to get closer to your heart? Am I invisible over these months?"

"Disliking means disliking, no matter what you do, it’s still disliking."

The man looked into her determined eyes, filled with hate!

He longed to see her regret, see her cry and beg him not to leave, but seeing her icy demeanor all around him, there’s nothing he could do.

He loves her, loves her beautiful face, loves her fair skin, loves her alluring figure, also loves her foul temper yet what he can’t love is her not liking him. Couldn’t she just change this?

Leaning down on her charming small face, his heart was aching unbearable, breathing was difficult, and he wondered why he was so hopeless? Why did he have to love Maya? The world is so vast, there are so many women; does it have to be her?

At least for now, at this stage, it has to be her; it’s none but her.

Maya glanced at the man’s wounded eyes, reached out to push him away; she didn’t like such eyes that made her feel guilty.

However, while Maya struggled, Henry suddenly cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her lips.

Being kissed, Maya didn’t resist or struggle because she knew she was never a match for men, and the more she resisted, the more she was bullied.

Henry looked at the girl lying lifeless, feeling his heart aching to the point of dying, naturally losing the mood to continue kissing her, he cupped her face, fiercely rubbing, asking, "Maya, can’t you show a little emotion? Be it resistance or disgust, could you please give me a reaction, don’t make me feel like I’m in love with a puppet, can you?"

"Sorry! I made your heart uncomfortable!" Her apologies were utterly emotionless, yet Henry didn’t know her heart was the most genuine.

"Maya, if I could, I would really like to strangle you." Henry felt love for Maya was fast turning into hate, loving too deeply made hating too easy.

"Cough! Cough!" While Henry’s emotions fluctuated, another person appeared on the deck, a man. seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The two heard the sound of coughing, turned simultaneously to look at him, while Henry released his hand from cupping Maya’s face and weakly announced, "Brother Morris!"

"Brother-in-law!" Maya calmly called him brother-in-law.

Lillian looked at the pair of women before him, a slight upward smile appearing on his lips, said, "The atmosphere tonight is so good! It seems unsuitable for quarrels."

Listening to Lillian’s mediation, neither Maya nor Henry opened their mouths to explain.

"Henry, Miss Carter is looking for you, I feel it’s better if you return now."

Following Lillian’s advice, Henry went toward the banquet hall, leaving only Lillian and Maya on the deck.

Lillian looked at the girl behind, slowly walked to her side, supported his hands on the railing, turned around, and looking at her, reflected emotionally, "Seems you truly are a femme fatale."

Maya listened to his evaluation, turned around, indifferently asked, "Is it beauty or disaster, isn’t it controlled by men?"

While the two had a small talk, neither noticed a pair of sharp eyes staring at them at the deck entrance.