Chapter 1413: Chapter 1413

Chapter 1413 Dumb. F*cking. Move.

“What are your orders, sir?” “Clean my room thoroughly,” Nigel answered.

He was disgusted just thinking about the fact that Bonnie touched his stuff. Nigel sat on the sofa and whipped his phone out, then he took a deep breath and made a call, but all he got was an automated voice saying, “The number you dialed does not exist.”

He froze. What? Her number doesn’t exist?! He texted her and looked at the time. She’s probably asleep. Little did he know that Queenie’s phone was set to Do Not Disturb.

In the end, he took his car key and left the place. | have to go to her place and explain everything. After what happened last time, I'm not going to hide anything from her.

Bonnie drove all the way home. It was already half past midnight when she reached home. She got out of her car and went up to the third floor. Queenie’s room was still lit. She’s still awake. Bonnie smiled and knocked on her door.

Queenie opened it, but the sight of Bonnie made her frown. “I thought you were crashing at your friend’s place. Why are you back home already?”

Bonnie entered the room. Just one look at Queenie’s face made her snap. Queenie’s beauty stoked her flames of envy, and she would make her suffer for what Nigel said to her tonight. | will break her heart. “You want to know where | went? | didn’t go to my friend’s place. No, | went to Manson Group to see Nigel.” She whispered the last part of that sentence.

If looks could kill, Bonnie would be dead by now. “Why did you see him? What did you do to him?” Queenie knew Bonnie too well. She would sleep with anyone. Did she seduce Nigel too?

“He gave me a key and told me to wait for him in his suite.” She gave another vague answer so Queenie would assume the worst.

“Impossible. He would never let you into his suite.”

Oh, wait. | have evidence. | snapped some photos in his room. She whipped her phone out and scrolled through the photos until she found what she wanted. Then she showed them to Queenie. “I snapped these in his room. There’s a Bearbrick there too, am | right?”

The color drained from Queenie’s face. The photos couldn't convince her, but the Bearbrick in it could. “Impossible...” She felt her heart getting torn into shreds. He’s not that kind of person.

“| told you all men are the same. Leslie and Nigel are the same,” Bonnie said smugly. If one didn’t know better, one would have thought Nigel had already slept with her. “And he said he was going to bring me chocolates. The one you finished last time.”

Queenie staggered backward. All the blood rushed to her head, and she almost fell.

Bonnie gloated for a few more moments and tried to leave, but then someone pulled her back, and then she got slapped in the face.

Before she could do anything, Queenie grabbed her hair and pulled them out. With anger in her voice, she roared, “I'll kill you, Bonnie!”

Bonnie had no idea what she just did. An angry Queenie was a berserk Queenie.