She Killed My Ex

Chapter 45 Antonio Teaches Madison a Lesson

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No one expected that Antonio would suddenly ask that.

For a while, even the air stagnated. Madison was so nervous that the hairs on her whole body just stood up.

"Hmm? Caroline, is that so?"

Yes or no.

Just to open the mouth.

Caroline clearly felt Madison's horrified and nervous gaze.

Slowly raising her head, Caroline looked at Antonio and slowly opened her mouth. She said with a smile, "Of course."

Madison's clothes on her back got drenched with sweat. Madison felt as if she had ridden a roller coaster just now, and she didn't want to have this feeling in her life.

Madison took a complicated look at Caroline and thought that Caroline gave her invisible pressure and more serious insults.

Madison didn't realize that she looked down on Caroline very much in her heart. The more Madison looked down on Caroline, the more twisted her heart became when Caroline's performance exceeded Madison's expectations every time.

Madison was saved by the woman that Madison looked down on.

It was the same reason that a genius with a high IQ was saved by a fool. Madison would only feel more angry than grateful.

"Mr. Tucker, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go to work first." Caroline didn't want to have anything to do with this playboy, not just because of Madison, but because Caroline only had her body now.

Caroline turned and left. Antonio kept watching Caroline's figure disappear, and then he looked at Madison again. Antonio sneered and thought, "I don't believe a word about what Madison said."

"Does she really think that I'm just a playboy and an airhead?"

Antonio asked, "Are you busy later?"

Madison was flattered and thought, "Is Mr. Tucker caring about me?"

"No. I'm not busy today." Even if Madison was busy, she would say no.

Madison clenched her fists nervously and thought, "Is Mr. Tucker going to..."

Madison was full of expectations.

Antonio pressed his lips and said meaningfully, "It's great." Antonio put his hand in his pocket. Then he passed Madison and left leisurely.

Madison was the only one left, and she didn't know Antonio's meaning.

Madison thought, "He suddenly asked me if I was busy, and then just left. Is that all?"

"What does this mean?"

Madison felt uncomfortable like thousands of ants crawling in her heart, and she could only press her temper and go to work. However, Madison was always distracted when she worked today.

"Madison, go to Room 603 on the sixth floor."

The leader handed the fruit tray to Madison and said, "Work hard."

"What? Shouldn't Annie be in charge of Room 603 today?"

The leader glanced at Madison and said, "Someone asked you to go. Hurry up. Don't dilly dally."

"Oh."

In Room 603.

Antonio smiled and raised a glass of red wine. He toasted several middle-aged men on the sofa and said, "Mr. Camden, just have fun today, and I will pay for it."

After speaking, Antonio chugged the red wine and put down the glass. Antonio continued, "I still have some things to deal with. My father is waiting for me at home. Gentlemen, just have fun."

Antonio said again, "Mr. Camden, did you see that door?"

Antonio pointed to the door and said, "Later, a young lady will come in. This girl is very interesting. I'm not gonna just keep her to myself." As Antonio said, he showed Dawson Camden an ambiguous smile that only men knew and touched Dawson's arm.

"Do you know what I mean, Mr. Camden?"

"Yes. Yes. Of course." Dawson looked dashing, wearing glasses with a frame. He was a middle- aged gentleman. He seemed to have a very good upbringing. At that moment, such a person took the hint and smiled at Antonin.

"No wonder others compliment that Mr. Tucker is a very outstanding person, and they're right," Dawson said with an accent.

Antonio motioned to Dawson and said, "Gentlemen, I'm sorry that I have something to do at home. I'll go first."

Before Antonio left, he said to Dawson meaningfully, "Mr. Camden, don't worry. Just do whatever you want to here. Later, I will let someone send you something, and I personally picked an interesting girl for you. Don't make my work a wasted effort, Mr. Camden."

"You are so welcome, Mr. Tucker."

Antonio turned around and walked out of the room. Then he walked to the dark place. Antonio leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette, and put it into his mouth. He lit up the cigarette, and the smoke rose. Antonio glanced at Madison, who appeared at the door, and smiled coldly. Antonio indifferently watched Madison enter the room that was also hell.

Madison put down the fruit tray and was about to leave. She was just a waitress, not a hostess. But Madison didn't realize that today's hostess in the room was not here at all.

Dawson stopped Madison and asked, "What's your name?"

Madison was suddenly asked for her name. Although she was a little anxious, she still replied, "My name's Madison."

"Madison. It's a good name."

"Come on. Sit here." Dawson beckoned.

Madison felt deeply insulted and retorted, "Sir, I'm just a waitress!"

Madison specifically emphasized the word waitress, hoping the guest could understand that she was not a hostess. But Dawson and the other men in the room had already preconceived fixed

ideas. When Antonio had deliberately mentioned Madison before and Madison walked in through the door, the men in the room already subconsciously thought Madison was that interesting girl.

For them, the word interesting had a different meaning.

Dawson didn't care about Madison's struggle. Dawson only thought that Madison played hard to get his interest, and he was not angry. Dawson smiled kindly and said, "Sit down. Whether you're a waitress or something else, you have to abide by the club's rules working in the Royal Club, even if you're a cleaner."

Dawson had a glib tongue. He neither humiliated Madison nor shouted at Madison. Madison could only grit her teeth and suck it up. "I'm really just a waitress and won't drink with guests."

When Dawson heard this, he and several other men of the same age on the sofa looked at each other and smiled. Madison felt that their smiles had another meaning.

"I won't let you drink. We'll drink the wine by ourselves. You are a girl, and drinking is not good for you." When Dawson finished speaking kindly, a bald middle-aged man next to him spoke something, and then the other two people also spoke something. Madison saw the middle-aged gentleman with glasses and those people talking in another language as if they were consulting something. Then the middle-aged gentleman talked to his bodyguards in his native dialect for a while.

Madison suddenly realized that the middle-aged gentleman with glasses was a businessman from Aplona, and the other men were businessmen from Wrokdon.

Madison thought, "Why did an Aplonan businessman bring three Wrokdonese businessmen to the Royal Club?"

No matter how stupid Madison was, she knew that she'd better leave quickly in this situation. When Madison was ready to leave, Dawson said with a smile, "How can I just let you go? Someone strongly recommended you, saying that you're an interesting person."

Then Dawson suddenly said coldly, "Peter, take care of Ms. Chance."