Chapter 64: impossible
Madeline stood near one of the decorated pillars, her fingers loosely wrapped around the stem of a champagne glass she hadn’t touched for the past ten minutes.
The hall was still lively... but where were Miranda, Oliver, and Abigail?
Just a few minutes ago, the three of them had still been around. Now all of them had disappeared without saying a word.
What made her even more uncomfortable was the strange murmuring spreading across the hall.
Groups of guests kept pulling out their phones, whispering among themselves with expressions ranging from shock to excitement. Some even covered their mouths while reading whatever had appeared online.
"What’s going on?"
Her eyes wandered across the crowd before landing on Kim Min-ho, who stood near the balcony with one hand in his pocket while speaking on his phone. Unlike everyone else, his expression remained unusually serious.
"Oh, no need for cure?" Min-ho said into the phone. "Will she be fine?"
Another silence..... His brows knitted together for the first time that evening.
" Not bad, I will inform Henry first. Don’t let that silly doctor escape. Henry still need him" The call ended.
Madeline walked over and lightly tapped his shoulder. "Min-ho."
He slowly turned around.
She smiled awkwardly. "Have you seen Oliver, Miranda or Abigail? I’ve been looking everywhere."
Instead of answering immediately, Min-ho simply stared at her.His calm gaze made her smile slowly disappear.
For some reason...
She was only comfortable around him when he was joking. This quiet version of him always felt like a completely different person. "Did I interrupt something?" she asked carefully.
Min-ho shook his head. "No."
"Then... have you seen them?"
He looked away before answering. "I haven’t." His voice was flat. "They’re probably handling something." Without another word, he turned around and started walking away.
Madeline blinked. "That’s it?" She hurried after him. "Kim Min-ho!"
Min-ho stopped walking. That was the first time she had called his full name. He looked over his shoulder. "What?"
Madeline finally caught up with him. She folded her arms. "What is wrong with you?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You’ve been acting strange.... one minute, you are laughing with me, next minute you will give me cold shoulder"
Min-ho laughed in disbelief. He slipped both hands into his pockets before taking two slow steps toward her. Madeline unconsciously stepped backward. The playful smile she was used to seeing wasn’t there anymore.
Instead... His eyes were strangely cold. "Why do you care?"
His question caught her off guard. "What?"
"Don’t you enjoy pretending not to notice things?"
Madeline frowned. "What are you talking about, Min-ho?"
He studied her face for several long seconds. Then he nodded slowly. "Yeah, stick to it and know your place." Without waiting for another reply, he walked away.
Madeline remained frozen. She stared at his disappearing back with complete disbelief. "What was that?"
She laughed awkwardly to herself. "He was literally joking with me earlier...." she murmured "So what happened?"
Before she could think further, two ladies walked past her.
"Did you hear what happened in the restroom?" Madeline’s ears immediately caught the conversation.
The other lady laughed. "It’s a hot bang and the lady couldn’t stop moaning despite the reporter featuring them."
Another laugh. "But wait, how did these reporters know about this? So you think someone must have paid them?"
"I think someone tipped them off."
"There’s no way they arrived by coincidence."
Madeline frowned. "What’s Reporters doing there? That’s crazy..."
"Of course it’s crazy." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.
Madeline turned around. "Aarti."
The woman smiled confidently. "Looks like you haven’t heard today’s biggest news."
Madeline folded her arms. "And why should I care?"
Aarti chuckled. "Have you seen Abigail?"
"No, so?"
Aarti rolled her eyes dramatically. "You’d better go find her before that man devours her completely." She laughed again, she paused the moment she noticed Madeline didn’t move, not even an inch.
The smile on Aarti’s face slowly disappeared. "Why are you still standing there? Your friend might be in trouble."
Madeline smiled. " Hmm... Well well, I don’t know what you are talking about, but..."." She stepped closer."I’ve started believing something recently."
Aarti frowned. "What?"
Madeline lowered her voice. "Appearing weak....is the best trap for your enemies."
Madeline chuckled softly. "What do you think happens when someone spends years surrounded by dangerous people?" She took another step closer. "Have you ever wondered how Abigail could stand beside people like them without breaking?"
She smiled knowingly. "You know nothing about her."
Then she bent slightly until they were almost at eye level. "That’s why you’re wasting your time on cheap little schemes." She straightened up before taking out her phone.
She smiled and turned around, removed her phone, and dialed Abigail’s number.
Not long, someone picked it. Then she chuckled. "I knew you..." Then her smile disappeared the moment she heard....
"She’s with me." The familiar voice on the other end remained calm.
"Ohh... okay," she quickly end the call. For a long moment, she simply stared at her phone.
"How did she end up with Henry?"
Aarti looked at Miranda leaving calmly after the call and frowned. "Wait..." Then she realised she hadn’t seen Susan. Her eyes widened as she rushed to the bathroom.
...
In the bathroom, Susan held the sink tight as the man kept thrusting very hard from behind. The door was half opened and the reporters were there. Each thrust was fast and strong and shook the restroom.
The man gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back against him with every powerful movement. Susan moaned loudly, her body shaking with each deep thrust.
The man was relentless, pounding into her hard and fast. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the small room. Susan’s breasts bounced with every thrust. She held the sink for support, her knuckles turning white.
The man groaned and thrust even harder, making the sink shake. Susan cried out in pleasure, her moans filling the bathroom.
The reporters outside the half-opened door were taking pictures and videos. Susan didn’t care. The pleasure was too much.
The man reached around and even rubbed her most sensitive spot while he kept thrusting deep inside her.
Aarti froze the moment she opened the door.... " impossible..."