r 548 The Slip of the Tongue
Dan’s fiancée was none other than the daughter of Frapucu’s deputy mayor.
Just like that, Dan found himself caught in a deadlock.
Even his usually calm and composed eyes turned grave.
Over at the Dawson family’s estate-
Stella was lounging on the couch, chatting with Tessa over the phone. Ever since returning to Falvaria, Tessa had been calling her nonstop.
To be honest, Stella had started getting nervous every time she saw Tessa’s name pop up–because she never knew what kind of disaster was waiting on the other end.
Like right now.
As soon as she answered, the first thing out of her mouth was, “Spill it. What did you strip off Victor this time?”
Tessa’s habit of causing mayhem with a spicy twist was something Stella had long gotten used to.
But more than anything, she worried that one day, Tessa would really push Victor too far.
Tessa: “I didn’t strip him this time.”
Stella let out a huge sigh of relief. “Good, good. As long as you didn’t.”
She was seriously afraid Tessa had peeled something off Victor again. Because when it came to that kind of problem, she had absolutely no way to help clean up the mess.
Just as she began to relax, happy that–for once–Tessa hadn’t created chaos around Victor…
She barely had three seconds of peace before-
Tessa spoke again, voice utterly dead inside: “But I… said I’d marry him.”
…Huh?
Wait, wait, wait–what did she say to Victor?
Marry him?
What the hell was that? What kind of twisted new mess was this?
Stella’s brain froze completely.
It took her a full few minutes to sputter, “You–you said what?”
“You said you’d marry who?”
She had to be hallucinating.
Chapter 548 The Slip of the Tongue
There was no way she’d actually just heard Tessa say she wanted to marry Victor.
Tessa groaned, sounding like she was ready to die. “Yeah, I want to crawl into a hole”
How bad was it?
Let’s just say she was experiencing a level of secondhand embarrassment that made her want to ascend to the afterlife.
She was so mortified she couldn’t even repeat herself.
Stella swallowed hard, took several deep breaths to steady her nerves, then said, “Hold on, you…
Oh no. This
pas
bad.
Tessa: “I don’t even want this mouth anymore.”
Or these hands, for that matter.
If only she could get rid of whatever part of her brain kept making her lose control around Victor.
How could she be this dumb?
As Tessa wallowed in her own misery, a lightbulb suddenly went off in Stella’s head–and she shot up. “Now
I really have to wonder–were all those little ‘accidents‘ just buildup for this moment?”
No way…
“I wasn’t!” Tessa immediately denied it. And she was telling the truth.
Stella pressed on. “Then why were you always pulling Victor’s clothes off?”
“Tessa, be real with me–back when you unbuckled his belt at Qianwan, were you already into him?”
The way this was all lining up–it was just too neat.
Before, it seemed like chaos. But now, it was all falling into place.
If she hadn’t already had feelings for Victor, how could she explain that accidental slip of marry him?
Because it all connected… a straight line of disasters.
Tessa’s brain short–circuited. “I swear I’m not! Stella, how could you not believe me? Do I look like that kind of person?”
Stella: “Relax. Even if you were, I’d still think you’re great.”
Wow. Thanks for the unconditional love, bestie.
Any other day, Tessa might have been touched.
But right now? Someone please just save her.
Stella: “Come on, just admit it–do you like Victor or not? If you do, I’ll be your matchmaker.”
Tessa wanted to die even more.
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Chapter 548 The Slip of the Tongue
“You think this is the era of arranged marriages or something?”
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