Genius Girl Chapter 234 - 234: Peyton's guest

Chapter 234 - 234: Peyton's guest

Chapter 234:

Evan sat back on the plane, leaning back into the b.u.t.ter-soft leather with a sigh.

"Mr Su, would you like a drink?"

He shook his head and closed his eyes. The rustling faint sound of music made his eyes open, creasing his brows as he looked at his back. He was seated in a first-cla.s.s seat, few other pa.s.sengers were doing their own business.

"Do you like music?" the woman behind him spoke.

He shook his head and turned to look at the window, weeks pa.s.sed without finding Daniella and it's started to destroy his patience.

"You are Evan Su, right?"

Fissled accompanied the movement as the woman got settled on the empty chair next to him. He specifically bought the seat so he can be alone.

As when he was about to ignore her, his nose sniffed the scent he hasn't smelled in more than a month. He inhaled deeply, not caring that people would think that he looked stupid by doing it.

That sweet-vanilla scent smelled like home, the smell he'd been hunting for weeks.

He looked at the woman next to him, her shoulder-length burning red hair with piercing green eyes. He lifted a hand and touched her face. His breath caught and he found his eyes drawn to the forest green of the stranger.

"Daniella?" he pinched her cheek slightly to uncover the real face underneath the confusion but to his dismay, the skin was real and disturbingly smooth.

The woman chuckled, her fingers gripped his wrist, "I am Althea Adam," she leaned forward to his face, so close that he could feel her hot breathe, "this is a secret between us but I am the current Queen of Galla."

Yanking his wrist from her grip, Evan frown. She had the same smell of the woman he longed for weeks but her face and att.i.tude were completely different.

When the country name hit his mind, his frown deepened. He withdrew from looking at her and started to pop his earbuds. The last thing he wanted was to have another woman tied with his name. He couldn't get rid of Camille, adding a royal would only make Daniella choke him to death.

"Hey," Althea poked his arm. Evan took a sigh and slightly glared at her.

"Please go back to your chair. I am not interested in talking to anyone," he didn't care if she's royalty or her eyes were forming tears by his rejection. He wanted a peaceful flight; he needed a lot of sleep.

"Fine," she gathered her confidence and got up, such man with good looks and bad att.i.tude was not worth her time.

When the woman got back in her chair, Evan removed his earbuds and got up. He needed to wash his wrist to remove the scent she left. It might be faint but he still felt strange.

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Meanwhile, in the south. Inside one of the rooms in the bar owned by Peyton, Daniella on the floor was sitting with crisscrossed legs.

Eyes were closed as she breathed normally.

The quietness of the room was deafening, the type that could destroy one's hearing.

Surrounded by candles with different scent and face as peaceful as a baby in her sleep, the room ambience was a picture of serenity.

Knock, knock.

Daniella slowly opened her eyes and jerked at the door direction. She didn't bother getting up, the doork.n.o.b twisted and pushed opened by Peyton.

Peyton's face scrunched up in frustration. Daniella suddenly showed up in her bar and occupied one of the rooms. Not bothering to say h.e.l.lo or even ask if she can stay for free.

And right now, she was at the same position as she was since she arrived, on the floor with candles around her making her look like a witch grooming something dark and fretful.

Peyton closed the door behind her, in a few hours the bar will be opened. She thought Daniella has left since she didn't see her in this room for four days but seemed like she decided to come back and continue whatever witchery she was doing.

"Daniella what are you doing?" her voice sounded bored as so as her face.

"Procrastinating," Daniella replied without opening her eyes.

"You've been procrastinating for weeks now, why are you doing that?"

This was the first time Daniella answered her since she arrived at her place. Peyton didn't know what went wrong and she didn't dare to contact her friends.

Walking towards her, Peyton sighed. It's very rare for Daniella to show up and when she did, she always needed something from her. Yet, the Daniella in her bar right now didn't need anything aside from the room she occupied.

She stopped when she reached the candles, Daniella's now pale skin illuminated by the dim fire of the candlelight. She looked otherworldly, even Peyton herself was mesmerized by her beauty.

"Hey witchy witch, you have been staying in my place for weeks, you need to pay me or get your a.s.s to my bar and starts dancing," she picked up one of the candlelight and blew out the fire, one of the girls working in the bar quit yesterday.

Peyton watched as Daniella shove a hand in her bra and took out a credit card.

The card flew in the air and landed in front of Peyton, she picked it up and stared at the name on the card.

"Matthew Su."

Her head tilted in confusion, "isn't it your fiancé's cousin?" she asked.

"ex-fiancé" Daniella corrected.

Peyton's brain stuttered for a moment and her eyes took more light than expected, her mouth was frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise. She stared at Daniella's face which was white as chalk, every part of her went on pause while her thought caught up her words.

She blinked repeatedly, unsure of what to say next. Unlike Daniella's first break up where she went rampage putting a bomb in James's car and sending the woman he slept with to a mental inst.i.tution, she's pretty calm this time.

Peyton's knees trembled weakly; she was more afraid of Daniella's quietness right now. Who knows, she might be planning on destroying the earth.

"Should I," she gulped hard, afraid to snapped the anger hidden beneath Daniella's heart, "should I use this card to pay for the room?"

With close eyes, Daniella nodded and by that, Peyton walked towards the door.

As she touched the doork.n.o.b, Daniella called out her name.

"Peyton, we will go undercover tomorrow. Destroy the card after using it."

The voice was so close to her, so she turned around and found Daniella standing behind her which almost startled her soul away. No emotion on her face while her eyes resembled a dead person's eyes, completely lifeless.

Squinting her eyes, Peyton crossed her arm over her stomach, "undercover?" her eyes quickly shone in excitement. Going undercover with Daniella was the best and adventurous time she ever had and it's been years since they've done it together.

"Alright. Are you planning to continue with your procrastination?" she asked with one brow raised.

And for the first time since Daniella appeared in her place, she smiled.

"No. My mind is clear now Peyton."

"Good," Peyton cheered inside, "why did you choose me anyway?" Daniella has a lot of friends willing to die for her that's why she rarely asked for her a.s.sistance.

"I need a killer and a s.e.x addict and you are both."

"S.e.x addict, me? Don't you think you are exaggerating it a little?" disbelief in her voice, Peyton pointed a finger at herself.

Daniella nodded casually, "you once drugged a man because you are so h.o.r.n.y. You have a playroom full of kinky toys so if you're not a s.e.x addict then what are you?"

Peyton rolled her eyes, lips formed a pout, "I am not a s.e.x addict, alright? I just like..." she paused, gulped hard and continued with a defeated look, "ugh! I hate you."

Daniella laughed, and in Peyton's ears, it sounded like a broken train toy, emotionless and loud.

"I will max out this card," she lifted Matthew's card in the air, "can you hack his phone and confirm the transaction?"

Instead of replying, Daniella turned around walking towards the table next to the bed. She then took out a phone and handed it to her.

"Don't forget to destroy the card, we can only use it one time so make sure we have enough money to spend on the entire trip."

"Wait, don't you have money?"

"I do, but it's in Robert's account and I can't touch it."

Suspicious, Peyton rose a brow, "And why not?"

"I don't want them tracking me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Daniella's patience started to run out so she blew out a sigh and held herself.

"Peyton, I hid here because no one would ever think that I am here-" the rest of her words froze when she read Peyton's mind.

Peyton snickered, "you don't want to use your friends' card because you are afraid of getting track, yet you took your ex-fiancé cousin's card and asked me to withdraw a lot of money. It sounds like someone's not moving on."

"I have moved on," Daniella courageously met Peyton's eyes. She had moved on, she removed whatever feelings she had for Evan by clearing her mind and not thinking of him made her think clearer. If she wanted to continue with her revenge, she must forget her feelings for Evan.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Peyton's body froze when Daniella suddenly s.n.a.t.c.hed the card from her hand and destroyed it, then she threw it on the floor and smiled at her.

"When I said I have moved on, it means I have."