Meanwhile, at the elevator, Bonnie was holding Leslieâs arm with a look of satisfaction. Leslie had treated her to an expensive dinner and gave her a gift as well. Now, she was going to spend at romantic night with him at the hotelâs. presidential suite. This was the best life she could ever dream of.
She had a man who adored and doted on her, but most importantly, he was Queenieâs fiancé. The fact that she had snatched him away from Queenie made her even more pleased with him.
âOnce Grandpa agrees to it, | can break off my engagement to Queenie next month. When the time comes, the first thing I'll do is arrange our engagement, and then I'll start preparing for our wedding.â Leslie announced eagerly. He was thirty, and it was time for him to start a family.
Bonnie's smile was a little stiff. Leslie couldnât wait to get married, but she wasnât interested in marriage at all.
She only wanted to revel in the joys of dating him. She enjoyed being pampered and doted on without being shackled by marriage. Furthermore, she recalled that Queenie had gotten involved with Nigel, and she was determined to steal away anything that Queenie had her eyes on.
âWhat's the rush, Leslie? Everythingâs great the way it is right now!â Bonnie flashed him a seductive smile and hooked her arms around his neck before getting intimate with him right in the hotel elevator.
Leslie was more than happy to respond in kind, and never once did they part from each other as they made their way to the room.
Nigel drove into the basement and turned off the engine. He looked at Queenie, who was still sound asleep. He narrowed his eyes as he called out. âWake up, Queenie.â
Queenie looked at him with bleary eyes. When she realized they were in the basement parking lot at his place, she smiled and exclaimed, âOh, weâre here!â
She got out of the car as if it were the most natural thing in the world-as though this was actually her place instead of his.
All at once, it occurred to Nigel that she wasnât at all shy about going to his place. They were complete strangers. Did she trust him that much? Didnât she have any sense of caution?
His eyes flashed with a devilish glint. He wanted to scare her a little. Queenie rubbed her sore arm as she entered the elevator.
As soon as she got in, she saw the man inside the elevator studying her with predatory eyes.
She stared blankly at him. âWhy are you looking at me?â
Nigel purposely tugged at his collar with a hungry expression as he stared at her dangerously. Ding!
The elevator arrived at their floor, and the doors slid open. Queenie eyed him puzzledly as she got out. He followed her all the way to the guest room before raising his arms to trap her between his chest and the wall. âMiss Silverstein, you'll have to give me something in return for staying at my house.â
Queenie realized what was going on now. Is he trying to chase me out? Does he think he can scare me off just like that? She blinked at him and seemed to have mustered up the courage to make a bold decision.
âMr. Manson, letâs get married tomorrow!â Nigelâs hands shot back down as he took two steps back. âWhat did you say?â
âLet's get married! Then, we elope!â Queenie repeated in all seriousness.
It was Nigel's turn to be dumbstruck. âIs that some kind of a joke? Who wants to get married to you?â