Queen Revenge

I still had my head down, my eyes falling on the information, but I didn’t take in a single word.

Ulysses Will saw my silence and his tone got a little sharp, “Is it true what Martin Mo said? Alva, you’re out of your mind, you’ve forgotten what Walker Richter is …”

I looked up at him and interrupted, “He’s Bella Hill’s husband, he’s the Walker Richter of the Richter Group who stomps his feet and sends earthquakes through the business world, and he’s surrounded by women like a river, all of which I know, but so what.”

I know I’m a moth to the flame, but I’m still in love ah.

I pulled the corner of my mouth and added: “In the beginning, I was not so around you? Ulysses Will, there is no reason to fall in love with someone, maybe it is the other side of a look, a word, maybe it is predestined in a previous life, it’s not that I have not thought about the end, I think about it more than you, but what’s the use of it, the end is often no one can predict it. ”

Ulysses Will was momentarily speechless, he pulled out a cigarette and tried to light it, took it in his mouth and took it down, seemed a little annoyed, his eyes looked left and right, just not at me.

Back then I thought it would end well with Ulysses Will, but it turned out to be nothing more than a youthful dream.

Ulysses Will, cigarette cupped in his hand, the tip softening, pursed his lips and reminded me, “You’re Alva Hill, not Bella Hill.”

Knowing his concern, I said, “Walker Richter is not a fool, he knows everything.”

It was at this point that I responded to an old Walker Richter quote where he said he wasn’t confused and could tell the difference between the people in front of him.

I always treated him like a fool, thinking I had him fooled, but he knew more than anyone else, whether it was my true identity or SWEETHEART’s life.

When everyone questioned sweetheart’s birth, he was the only one who knew for sure that sweetheart was his daughter, and I thought he was a willing cuckold for the sake of a man’s dignity.

Walker Richter is a fox who has become a fox, and no one is afraid to try to count him out.

Ulysses Will was stunned, a flash of shock crossing his eyes, “Walker Richter knew all about it? So he didn’t pursue it? What was he going to do when Bella Hill was missing for so long? Allow you to take her place?”

His concern turned out to be Bella Hill.

“What consideration that is, only he knows.” I frowned, “I asked him to help find Bella Hill, I should hear something soon.”

As the words fell, there was a sudden movement at the door, and Ulysses Will bellowed alertly, “Who?”

He got up to open the door and I followed him out, not realizing that it was Selina Versta at the door.

She was gorgeous in an orange smocked jumpsuit and her hair was tied up high, so she had obviously dressed up on purpose.

“Ulysses Will, I’m here to see you for dinner.” Selina Versta glanced at me, “I didn’t realize Ms. Richter was here.”

Seeing Selina Versta, Ulysses Will’s brow subconsciously furrowed, very unimpressed with the uninvited guest, coldly refusing, “No time, don’t come back from Miss Versta in the future.”

With that, Ulysses Will turned to go into the house, Selina Versta got anxious and pulled him back with both hands, “Ulysses Will, come on, I just heard you guys talking about Bella Hill, I know where Bella Hill is.”

Selina Versta’s words made both Ulysses Will and I flinch.

Selina Versta added, “Ulysses Will, can you have dinner with me now?”

Selina Versta has an unusual relationship with Randy Pan and she might actually know where Bella Hill is.

But from the sound of it, she just wanted to have dinner with Ulysses Will and had no intention of letting me rub one out.

I wondered where Bella Hill was, and while I didn’t know if Selina Versta was telling the truth, it was at least an opportunity to give Ulysses Will the eye cue to say yes to Selina Versta.

It’s not a lot of meat for a meal.

Selina Versta looked at Ulysses Will, expecting an answer.

Ulysses Will finally nodded, “Good.”

Selina Versta was ecstatic, “Let’s go then, my car is downstairs, and I’ve made a reservation at the restaurant, it’s that East Side Little Hot Pot that’s your favorite.”

A chill ran down my back at the words East Side Hot Pot, and I stared, wide-eyed and bewildered, at Selina Versta descending the stairs on Ulysses Will’s arm.

The knit of her brows and the look in her eyes as she spoke overlapped with a certain image in her mind.

Bella Hill always likes to hold Ulysses Will like this, her eyes are filled with Ulysses Will, as long as she is with Ulysses Will, Bella Hill’s eyes seem to be filled with the whole starry sky.

Not many people know that Ulysses Will likes to eat at East Side Little Hot Pot, which is a very old restaurant, so how would Selina Versta know about it and how would she book that restaurant?

Ulysses Will is so repulsed by her, there’s no way he’s going to tell Selina Versta that.

And it is not at all easy to know a person’s old preferences, except by asking around or inquiring about them in person.

Unless, of course, Selina Versta has known Ulysses Will for a long time and she’s an old person.

Oldies …

I giggled inwardly, and that’s when Selina Versta turned around and gave me a provocative look, the same smug look Bella Hill gave me when she stole Ulysses Will.

Selina Versta, Bella Hill, Randy Pan …

That bold thought couldn’t help but pop into his head again.

I pulled out my phone and immediately sent Ulysses Will a text, “Keep an eye out for Selina Versta.”

I was standing on the balcony when Ulysses Will had walked downstairs to the courtyard with Selina Versta.

Ulysses Will pulls out his cell phone and glances at the message, then back up toward me.

I waited for Ulysses Will and the others to leave before I went back to Pear orchard, and for the rest of the night I waited to hear from Ulysses Will, wondering what Selina Versta had really said.

Waiting until 12:00 a. m., some couldn’t wait and made a call to Ulysses Will, but it was Selina Versta who answered the phone, “Alva Hill, Ulysses Will and I are already asleep, so don’t bother us by calling again.”

Ulysses Will lost the city so quickly?

I was about to say something else when Selina Versta had hung up the phone.

The thought of Ulysses Will sleeping with Selina Versta always makes me feel weird inside.

When I waited until the next day, I called Ulysses Will again, this time he answered, and I cautiously asked, “Last night you talked to Selina Versta…”

I didn’t say the latter, and Ulysses Will should get it.

On the phone, after a long time, came Ulysses Will’s voice: “Too much to drink last night.”

Ulysses Will’s drinking capacity, which I know very well, is a thousand glasses, and with his alcoholism since his accident, it’s even more impressive, and the likelihood of Selina Versta being able to get him drunk is pretty much nil.

But Selina Versta got her way, and that’s a wonder.

And Ulysses Will also admitted it so openly, and by the tone of his voice, seemed to have accepted such a fact, which, given Ulysses Will’s nature, shouldn’t have been the reaction.

“What did Selina Versta say last night?”

I want to know where Bella Hill is.

Instead, Ulysses Will says something inexplicable, “Alva, I owe you and will pay you back, I’ve been wrong once and I won’t be wrong this time.”

“Ulysses Will, what do you mean …”

Before the words left his mouth, Ulysses Will hung up the phone.

“What happened?” Walker Richter appeared behind me at some point and kissed my cheek.

I looked at Walker Richter and said numbly, “Something seems to be really wrong.”