Angel's Got A Baby

Chapter 3 A Freak

Vanessa sat beside Marcia. A warm smile slipped into her lips. "What a coincidence!" she said happily.

"I forgot to introduce myself this afternoon. I'm Vanessa Wu. It's nice to meet you."

"Marcia Wei," she greeted. Suddenly she turned to Terence. "This is Terence Ji. As you can see, his

golfing skills are top-notch."

"I definitely did."

Vanessa laughed lightly, not intending to leave.

Upon seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, Marcia rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "So, Miss

Vanessa, would you like to have dinner with us?"

"I'm alone anyway." She shrugged. "As long as Mr. Terence doesn't mind, of course."

"I don't mind."

After saying this, he continued to gaze out the window, looking uninterested.

Rolling her eyes, Vanessa glanced at the food set on the table.

Seeing as Terence was going to pay for the meal, she decided that she would eat more. After what he

had said about Kelly, she was determined to waste this man's money.

Taking this as her motivation, she began to eat even more. The awkward air leveled upon them as they

ate in silence.

When they finally walked out of the restaurant, Marcia was assisting Vanessa around the pavements.

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Marcia didn't expect her to eat that much. Now, it was inconvenient for Vanessa to walk around. Her

stomach had started to bulge out as she wobbled across the pathway.

"Miss Vanessa," she started. "We're actually going to the Night Palace. Will you be joining us?"

The Night Palace was one of the most luxurious clubs in the city.

"Sure!"

Terence had just paid the bill, and he was alone with a woman who was lusting after him. There was no

way Vanessa was going to leave them alone.

She had to do everything to interrupt the couple.

In Vanessa's eyes, Terence could only belong to Kelly, no one else.

As soon as Vanessa entered the Night Palace, she was surprised by the noise booming from either

side of the club. Twisting bodies crowded around each other at the center of the stage.

It was already approaching midnight, but for those in their mid-twenties, the night had only just begun.

However, there was something strange about the club. As Vanessa scanned the perimeters, there

happened to be more men than women on the dance floor.

When she followed the pair up the stairs, she saw two men locked in an embrace.

Eyes wide open, Vanessa let out a yelp as she sped through the couple. Her face was flushed red.

Terence's eyes widened in surprise at her hurried figure. When he turned to look at what she had seen,

he pursed his lips.

It seemed that the fearless girl who claimed to have his child was embarrassed about something after

all.

Marcia, who had been walking in the front this whole time, furrowed her eyebrows. "Have you seen

Miss Vanessa? I saw her turning around the corner and disappearing."

"No."

Actually, Terence wanted nothing more than for that woman to disappear.

He pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing as she still couldn't see Vanessa, Marcia sighed and followed him into the room.

As soon as the manager of the Night Palace heard that Terence was coming, he hurriedly brought with

him a group of women.

When they walked into the box, Marcia, who was singing quietly beside Terence, put down the

microphone with a gloomy face.

He frowned.

The manager of the club was about to speak when an enchanting voice cut in.

"Who knew that you'd be coming here, man? What's wrong?"

A man with neat short red hair and expensive clothes walked into the private room.

When he saw a woman he liked, he quickly entangled his arm around her waist. She giggled and

snuggled closer to his chest, but he seemed indifferent to her flirty gestures.

"I came for work."

Terence shrugged, casting a cold glance at the man.

Squinting at him, Scott Nie didn't bother to snap at him. Terence wasn't like this before. However, after

what had happened two years ago, he had become indifferent to almost everyone he met.

"Have you found Kelly then?"

As soon as the words left his lips, everyone turned to Terence.

Kelly used to be one of the most beautiful women in the upper class circle. A lot of them knew her, and

a lot of them had also fallen in love with her beauty and daintiness.

Terence tightened the grip on his glass. "Know your place,"

he snapped.

Scott Nie crossed his arms, unfazed by the man's threat. They had known each other long enough that

they were used to each other's harsh words. "Where's Terry Ji?" he said loudly.

"I just saw him drank a lot. Will he be okay?"

Everyone in the Night Palace knew what kind of person Terry Ji was. Upon the assumption that Terry

was out on a prowl, the manager immediately walked out of the room.

Although Marcia didn't know much about Terry, one of her best friends had warned her about him –

how she had to avoid him at every chance she got.

Therefore, she had a bad impression of the man.

Now, the manager's panic reminded Marcia of Vanessa's absence. What if she bumped into Terry? She

immediately turned to Terence. "What if Miss Vanessa's in danger?" she said hurriedly.

Reminded by Marcia, Terence didn't waste any time as he stalked out of the private room.

She wanted to follow him out, but Scott Nie quickly grabbed her arm.

"Would you like to drink with me?" he asked lazily.

At the corner near the ladies' room, Vanessa gazed at the same rooms on both sides of the corridor,

confused.

Why weren't there any room numbers?

Suddenly, a woman's sob broke through the corridor. Alerted, Vanessa snuck to the other corner to see

a man covering the woman's eyes with a piece of black cloth. Her hands and feet were also tied

together.

Vanessa covered her mouth,

forcing herself not to make a sound.

She slowly backed away, but as she did, she bumped into another man. She was so frightened that

she almost bit her tongue.

Seeing Vanessa right in front of him, Terence could feel himself relax. He should've known better than

to think that the crazy woman was in trouble.

Heaving a sigh of relief, she pulled him aside before he could reach the other end of the corridor.

"There's a freak over there," she whispered deliberately.

Hearing this, Terence seemed to be encouraged to walk towards the flickering corridor.

She stretched out a hand to pull him back, but it was to no avail.

Once he was standing by the corner, Terence leaned against the wall and whistled. "I can see that

you're making progress."

Terri turned around with a smirk on his face. He lifted his trousers and untied the woman. Before she

could leave, he slapped her ass and whispered, "I'll transfer the money to your account tomorrow." She

then nodded and left.

"Do you know how much Mom has missed you?"

As if nothing had happened, Terry met his brother's gaze. He glanced at Vanessa in interest.

"Who is she?"

"Interested?"

Vanessa flushed in anger as she stamped her feet. She was about to turn around and leave when

Terence grabbed her wrist.

"It's dangerous here. Don't run around unless you're asking for something to happen," he said

expressionlessly.

She felt an electric shock scouring through her system. Realizing what had just happened, she gazed

up at his cold eyes. "Aren't you so caring?" she teased.

"Shut up."

Terry walked over. He towered over Vanessa's small figure. "My brother's an iceberg. It wouldn't do him

any use to flirt with him. In fact, it's better to beg me rather than him." He lowered his head. "Tell me,

what do you want him to do?"

"None of your business, pervert!"

Vanessa was already upset over Terence treating her like some object, she got goose bumps all over

her body as remembering the scene that she had just seen of Terry and that woman.

But knowing that he was Terence's brother, she was not scared of him now.

Instead of getting angry, Terry smiled wider. "I like this one. Do you want to put your hand around my

cock?"

She took a deep breath, not wanting to respond.

Terence sneered.

"You should know who you should and shouldn't talk to, Terry. Even if Dad protected you once, that

doesn't mean he'd be able to protect you the second time around."

Terry could only shrug his shoulders. He had been used to Terence's cold words that he didn't bother to

take them seriously.

When Terence, Vanessa, and Terry entered the private room, they saw Marcia struggling under a man's

strong grip. Her eyes were wide with unshed tears as she tried her best to avoid the man's snaky arms.

Terence stared coldly at the sight, but he didn't say a word.

On the other hand, Vanessa reacted very violently. Without even thinking, she strode over, grabbed the

man's arm, and pulled him off from Marcia's body with great force. Regardless of who he was, she was

determined to teach him a lesson.

The man was too busy with the woman under him, and he didn't like being interrupted.

When Vanessa kicked him, he raised his hand out of spite.

However, before his hand could slap her face, someone grabbed the man's arm. When Vanessa

glanced up as she helped Marcia back into her clothes, she rolled her eyes at the disheveled man.

"Terry, what the hell are you doing?"

Scott gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"Brother, take your friend away," Terry snarled.

However, Terence simply stood there motionless.

There was no way Scott was going to handle this embarrassment lightly. He shook off the man's grip

and was about to stand back up, but Terry pushed him back onto the sofa.

"Flying pig, take her away!"

Vanessa, who didn't realize that the 'flying pig' was actually referring to her, froze upon hearing his roar.

Her heart raced in her chest. "Pervert," she muttered.

Without another word, she dragged Marcia out of the room, trying her best to wipe the tears running

down the woman's face.

When she passed by the door, she glanced up at Terence, who had never done anything to help them.

Instead, Terence was simply leaning against the door as he watched the scene unfold before him.

"I won't give up," Vanessa said lowly before leaving.

A few minutes after they left, Terence left as well.

In the private room, Scott smashed the wine bottle against the table. Although the shards of glass

scattered around the floor helplessly, it still wasn't enough to tame his anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Scott demanded. "There's not a woman here that I can't afford to

play with, and you're stopping me now?"

"If you really like that woman, I'll give you a thousand more tomorrow. You can have whoever you

want." Terry rolled his eyes.

Hearing that, the man brightened up at the thought of receiving the best day of his life tomorrow. He

punched Terry lightly on the shoulders. "Interesting deal," he commented.

Terry didn't respond. Instead, he swirled his glass around and took a sip.