Doris sat on the sidewalk with her head buried between her knees. She was about to cry.
“Why am I so unlucky? My husband is impotent. I thought I could pay for a pair of test-tube babies, but he doesn’t want the children! Now that he’s able again, he went to find himself a mistress! Oh my god, can’t you give me a break?”
Doris decided that she should not bow to fate.
She stood up, dusted her butt, picked up her electric scooter, and prepared to go to her elder sister’s house.
Her elder sister Jennie had married a local tycoon.
She thought of borrowing 700 thousand dollars from her sister to repay Waylon, then she would repay her sister somehow.
That was the best solution she could think of, and she was not going to be discouraged by the sum.
Doris rode her electric scooter down the road.
Waylon returned to Macsen Villa an hour later.
When he came out of the bathroom after a quick shower, his phone on the bedside cabinet started to ring.
Instinctively, he thought it was a call from Emmeline.
He quickly went to pick it up, while his other hand dried his hair with a towel.
When he looked at the screen, he realized that the call was from Doris and not Emmeline.
Seeing her name gave him an inexplicable sense of frustration.
He answered the call and huffed, “400 thousand dollars, and not a cent less!”
He was about to hang up when the voice on the other end of the call said angrily, “I know you’re a professional scammer! Do you think you can scam money out of my younger sister because she doesn’t know better? I’ll bring this to the police!”
The voice was shrill. Evidently, it was not Doris.
Waylon was taken aback momentarily. He suddenly remembered that the voice belonged to the other woman he saw at the hospital.
If he remembered correctly, her name was Jennie.
Waylon was about to lose his temper when he heard Doris’ voice at the other end of the call.
“Sis, Mr. Adelmar isn’t like that! I was the one who knocked into his car. He’s not scamming me at all! Please give my phone back to me!”
“Why are you speaking up for him? I’ve seen many people of his type. That’s how they make a living!”
“Don’t say that, please. Give my phone back to me!”
There was a loud thud. The phone seemed to have been dropped on the floor.
Waylon’s face was already red from anger.
He snorted angrily, ended the call, and blocked Doris’ number.
Less than three minutes later, his phone received a notification.
It was a friend request, but it was not from Doris.
The message read, “I’m Doris’ elder sister.”
It seemed like Jennie had gotten Waylon’s contact through Doris’ phone.
Waylon wanted to burst out laughing.
She just insulted me earlier, and now she’s sending me a friend request. Does she intend to continue with the insults?
“Idiot!”
Waylon tossed the phone on the bed and took the hairdryer.
The strands of hair danced between his fingers.
Ding! He received another notification.
Waylon shot a glance at his phone. It was another friend request from that woman.
He thought he had nothing to be afraid of. If it came to it, he would argue with her.
He accepted the friend request and typed a message. “Don’t you have anything better to do? Get some help for your condition!”
Jennie replied soon. “You professional scammer! Do you think you can bully my sister because she doesn’t know any better? Tell me where you are, and I’ll talk to you face to face!”
“You’re crazy!” Waylon replied.
What did he just call me? Jennie thought.
