Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lille City, Tulip Hotel.
Carlisle Harvey skipped through the front door and headed straight for the presidential suite.
Half an hour ago, he had received a call from his good friend Jerome Martin, who invited him to the Tulip Hotel to play and said that he had prepared a surprise for him.
Jerome was Carlisleâs university classmate. At the same time, he was Carlisleâs best friend. His family had tens of millions of assets and looked after Carlisle, so Carlisle rushed over directly.
It was Carlisleâs first time in a five-star hotel, so he was inevitably a little disoriented. When he finally found the place, he realized the door was ajar. He didnât think too much about it and pushed the door open.
âBoy, you sure know how to enjoy yourselfâ¦â Carlisle smiled as he entered, but he paused halfway through his sentence. His smile froze.
Inside the room, Jerome was entwined with a beautiful woman with a hot body. Jerome was moving one after the other, and the woman beneath him was panting lustily.
And this woman was Carlisleâs girlfriend, Wendy Nicole!
Wendy was also Carlisleâs classmate. When the two of them first met, Carlisle fell in love with her at first sight. At that time, he was bold and started pursuing her crazily.
For two whole years, he was persistent in delivering breakfast every day. He had prepared surprises for Wendy during all kinds of festivals. He saved up money to take Wendy to a high-end restaurant to buy expensive gifts and finally managed to win her heart!
And now, the girlfriend he had spent so much effort to woo was lying on his best friendâs bed?
Jerome stopped when he heard Carlisleâs voice. He turned around with a meaningful smile on his face.
âBro! Youâre here. Look, here is my surprise for you. Do you like it?â
Jerome turned sideways, revealing Wendy, who was naked and flushed.
âYou havenât seen this before, have you? Itâs been almost two years and you still canât land a woman. As your brother, I can only help you with that. No need to thank me!â Jerome said while holding back his laughter.
Carlisle was completely stunned. His head was buzzing, and his face was filled with shock. He couldnât believe that his best friend was sleeping with his girlfriend.
âWhy?â Carlisle asked bitterly.
âBro, isnât it obvious? You must be too stupid to think someone like you is really qualified to be my friend, do you?â
Jerome walked up to Carlisle, pointed at Carlisleâs chest, and added coldly, âI did all of this just to get your girlfriend! Including today, I have prepared all these for you just to see your ridiculous expression.â
Jeromeâs words were like a bone-piercing ice that stabbed into Carlisleâs heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into a ten-thousand-year-old icehouse. His entire body turned cold.
âBut I have to say, I was happy with you around. I slept with your girlfriend every day while you even called me brother. I think you really have the talent to be a clown!â Jerome continued to humiliate him.
âWhy are you doing this to me?â Carlyle clenched his fists angrily.
âWhy? I do what I want! Iâm happy! Is there a better way to pass the time? Shouldnât you poor people be used as amusement?â Jerome said indifferently.
âAmusement?â Carlisle could not believe such a simple reason.
He treated Jerome as his brother, but from the beginning to the end, Jerome only treated him as a recreational object and a clown. He had approached him only for his girlfriend. Carlisle felt pathetic and furious at Jeromeâs actions.
Jerome did not care what Carlisle thought. He had already achieved his goal, and he was too lazy to feign civility with Carlisle.
âAlright, Iâm going to get down to business now. You can get lost.â
âOf course, you can stay if you want. Itâs a good opportunity to see how I screw your girlfriend. You donât know how frisky your girlfriend is in bed!â
At this moment, Wendy wrapped herself in a towel and walked over. She did not seem surprised to see Carlisle. Instead, she snuggled into Jeromeâs arms.
âHoney, I donât want to be watched by this pauper. You should tell him to get lost!â
âWendy?â Carlisle couldnât believe that the girl he loved so much would say such a thing. He even imagined that Wendy had some difficult reason for being forced to be with Jerome. But it was obvious that Wendy had deliberately colluded with Jerome to satisfy Jeromeâs perverted hobby.
âYou donât deserve to call me by my name! Iâm officially informing you that weâve broken up! You poor nothing, get lost. Donât disturb Jerome and me.â Wendyâs words were sharp, and disgust was written all over her face.
Jerome was satisfied with Wendyâs reaction. He patted her butt and said, âBaby, perform well later. Iâll buy you the bag you wanted last time tomorrow.â
âReally? Thank you, Jerome. Jerome is the best.â Wendy was overjoyed and started acting cute in Jeromeâs arms.
Looking at Wendyâs expression, Carlisle felt bitter. He had never seen Wendy like this. Usually, she would be angry if Carlisle even touched her, but now, she was so proactive in front of another man.
Seeing Carlisle still standing there in a daze, Wendy got impatient.
âCarlisle, I know you still havenât given up, so Iâll make sure you give up for good today! Do you see the necklace on my neck? 20,000 dollars! And the watch over there, 30,000 dollars! The clothes and shoes add up to more than 20,000 dollars! Can you afford these?
âAnd these were all given to me by Jerome! I must have been blind to agree to be your girlfriend in the first place. If it werenât for Jerome, I would have had to keep eating cheap junk food at the roadside stall with you in the future.
âGet lost while Iâm in a good mood!â
Carlisle was utterly speechless. His eyes were filled with disappointment. So the kind, innocent girl he had thought had always been wearing a false front. She was just vain and gold-digging. That was her true colors.
Jerome didnât want to waste any more time with Carlisle. âBro, since she doesnât allow it, I have no choice but to ask you to get lost!â
Carlisleâs brow furrowed. The word âbrotherâ came out of Jeromeâs mouth as if it was a harsh reminder of his foolishness over and over again.
Finally, Carlisle could no longer suppress the anger in his chest. He clenched his fist and smashed it at Jeromeâs face.
Jerome didnât expect Carlisle to fight him. Caught off guard, Carlisle punched him squarely in the cheek.
However, this punch did not cause much damage to Jerome. He turned his head and spat out the blood in his mouth. Then, he looked at Carlisle fiercely.
âYouâre really f*cking useless. You donât even hurt when you hit someone. Let me teach you how to beat up someoneâ¦