Beverly

Beverly Carington

“What happened?” Becca asked and I looked up to her.

“I fought with a guy who ruined my plan.” I said and she sat across me.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“So you failed the mission?”

“Yeah and I have to give back the 5. 000$.” I hissed as I threw the cotton pad.

“Is he hot?” I glared at Becca.

“Do you think I care about that?” I said coldly.

“Oh come on, stop helping others and have a life! Go out and date a cute guy or something.”

“No way.” I said as I pulled out my wig. I threw it to the side and took off my bun.

“I hate that guy because I lost my 5K.”

“Tell me the whole story.” She said and I told her all of it. She smirked at me and I looked at her bored.

“So he knows that you’re trying to ruin his best friend’s wedding?”

“Yeah and I crashed his car.” I said like it was nothing.

“Bev, is it a really expensive car?”

“Yeah, it’s a lambo.” I answered and walked into the bathroom. I took a shower after covering my scratches. I hate that guy and I will curse him that he won’t have any luck for his love life.

Tomorrow I have 2 tasks and I have to do better than today. For 4 years, I never failed and yesterday I failed which is so annoying. After I took a shower, I walked out from the bathroom and changed into my PJs. I threw myself to my bed and went to sleep.

I opened my eyes and it’s 7 already. I jumped back into the shower and put on my white long sleeve dress. I dried my hair and pulled it into a bun. I put my brunette wig on. I put my makeup on and put my heels on. I walked out without telling Becca because I bet she’s still sleeping.

Are you all asking if I love my job? The answer is no. I hate my job but I can make money fast so I love it. I started this job because I failed a lot of times when I’m applying for a job. Becca came out with this idea because at first, I was just helping my friend to break up with her boyfriend but suddenly people asked for my help and even gave me money when I didn’t ask for any.

I’ve been doing this for 4 years since I was 22 years old.

I never have a boyfriend in my life too because I hate being attach too much. Besides… I don’t need love from a man to live my life. All I need is a friend and money. I have Becca and a lot of money so my life is complete.

I got into my Ferrari and went straight to the cafe where my next target is. I got out from my car when a call came. I answered it.

“Ms. Red, I need your help.”

“I guess your friend was my client because you called me right away instead of sending me an email.” I said in a serious tone.

“Yes, I really need your help.”

“Read the instructions.” I ended the call and shut off my work phone. I walked into the cafe and found my target right away. He’s alone drinking his coffee. I walked to him with a smile plastered on my face.

“Mind if I sit here?” I asked and the guy looked at me from head to toe. He smiled and gestured me to sit. The waiter came to me and I ordered an americano and cheese cake.

“Thankyou for giving me the seat, it’s so crowded in here.” I said smiling widely to my target named Thomas. I crossed my leg and he glanced at it.

“It’s okay. Besides… it’s Sunday and it’s always crowded here. Are you waiting for someone?”

“Yup. I’m waiting for my friend.” I said and I dropped my phone to the floor. I took it and I know he’s looking at my breast.

“I’m Daisy. How about you?” I said as I sat back on my seat.

“I’m… I’m Thomas.”

“Thankyou once again, Thomas. So you’re alone here?” I asked and bit my lip. He gulped looking at me.

“Yes, I’m alone. So you often come here?”

“Yeah, every Sunday. Why?” I leaned forward and put my arm on the table. I support my chin on my hand looking at me sweetly instead of being so flirty and sexy.

“Really? How come I never see you?”

“Sometimes I will come here at night… sometimes… now.” I put my hair to the back and pretended to fan myself to show my cleavage and shoulder.

“When will she come?” I asked myself as I pretended to check my phone.

“Do you want to get a drink sometimes?” He asked and I smirked.

“Sure.” I have time to ruin my target in front of me. My client gave me 3 weeks so I still have time to ruin him. I need to make the girl believe that he’s cheating with me.

Me and Thomas exchanged phone numbers and when I wanted to ask him to have a drink this Saturday someone butt in.

“Baby…” I turned my head to see… the guy from yesterday! My eyes widened and he smirked widely.

“Baby? Is he your boyfriend?” Thomas asked and I turned to Thomas. I winked at him signaling him that it’s okay. Thomas nodded secretly.

“Let’s go babe, it’s too crowded here.” The guy said as he pulled me up.

“Bye, Thomas. Thankyou for letting me sit.” I said and winked again at him. The guy held my hand tightly and dragged me out. I held his hand back and dig my nails into his skin. We walked out from the cafe and he pulled me into a small alley.

“Who the heck are you?” He pinned me to the wall and looked straight into my eyes.

“It’s kinda fascinating to see a man trying to butt into my business.” I smirked.