The Unexpected Marriage

Chapter 32 Cooperation

The minibus reeked of gasoline, which made Joan sick. She had been sitting in the outermost side of the crowd, enjoying the romantic moment.

Without precaution, she was dragged all the way out, with her mouth and nose covered by a hand. Joan tried to fight back and shout out. She didn't scream out, and the two men were too strong to let her struggle.

In this way, she was pushed all the way to a minibus. As soon as she sat down, she saw two women sitting on the backseat.

"Hi, Joan. It's been a long time."

Although the woman was wearing sunglasses and mask, she still recognized her.

Several days ago...

Jean was browsing the information about Darren on the computer. She wondered why she hadn't realized how outstanding he was before marrying to Scott. If she had known that she wouldn't be able to hold her head high after getting married to Luke, she wouldn't have brought shame on Tabitha.

Debbie thought

She didn't believe she couldn't have a breakthrough. Now, her husband was still mad at her for being unreasonable. She couldn't rely on him anymore. She had to solve the problem on her own.

Her stepmother and stepsister were Laura and Celia.

They had a life style of luxury. They indulged themselves in dissipation and the main source of income was that they always hooked men with beautiful looks, which made them addicted to gambling. This

pair of mother and daughter were really perfect match. Jean praised them. It seemed that she should take a chance to meet Celia.

Perhaps, they could achieve the same goal.

Jean lowered her head, put on her peaked cap and waited at the gate of the Gu family's apartment for a long time. Before she was about to take a taxi, she dialed the number.

"Miss Celia." Jean got off the car. She leaned against the door and nodded at Celia, "Miss Xu, you look gorgeous. Where are you going?"

"Who are you?"

Jean nodded to the man who was approaching Celia. "It doesn't matter who I am. The most important thing is that I think we are the same kind of people now, so we need cooperation."

"Cooperate? I Emm... "

Looking at her sullen face, Jean didn't take it seriously. She had no other choice but to keep a low profile and avoid talking to her directly. Recently, she was in the midst of the storm.

"Brooke, your new girlfriend?"

"What on earth do you want?" Celia was trembling with anger and fear. She didn't know whether Brooke was married or not. What if she was Celia's wife? Would she be miserable.

However, she did not make any response to Celia's words. Jean just looked at her with a playful look. How could this woman dare to play tricks on her? Did she really think she was timid!

"Don't worry. I don't know the him. I just know that we should have a common enemy to deal with now!" The woman's words made Celia hesitate. She looked at Jean. 'Enemy? Enemy? What did she know?'

A photo was taken and thrown from her head. It was a beautiful face of a handsome man. The man's face was still unfamiliar, but she recognized the woman's face at a glance.

"Joan? You know Joan? "

"I don't just know her. How about this? Let's do one thing for each other." Jean bowed her head and whispered in her ears.

She looked up at the beautiful woman in front of her with hesitation. Although she didn't know who she was, she was sure that the woman must hate Joan, or even more than her and her mother.

Joan jerked her hand in, trying to pull the sunglasses off the woman's face. When she was struggling, the sunglasses fell off from her face. Celia's dirty face was exposed in front of her.

Since she had recognized Celia, there was nothing to hide anymore. She threw her sunglasses off and pinched Joan's chin.

"Indeed, the biggest socialite was real. Even now she has been beaten by me, she still looks so unconvinced."

She suddenly tightened her grip, and her long fingernails were bit by bit into her face. "Tell me, what's the password of the bank card that Scott gave you when you divorced?"

The woman behind Celia trembled with anger when she heard the name of Scott. She was going to wait for Celia questioning about the things she wanted to know and then put her plan into practice to hook Darren up. However, the strong killing desire inside her body failed to repress at that moment. She screamed out loud, "What! Scott has paid you a sum of money when he was about to divorce!"

As if they were clowns in a soap opera, Joan smiled and said, "Well, well, yes, I have a bank card, but a little money actually made you two noble ladies act hard against me. If you want the password, just

call me. Maybe I can reward you more in a good mood."

Hearing his words, Jean was even angrier. She tipped a wink, and the guards she hired hit on the back of Joan head heavily. She fainted.

"Jean! You broke the rules! I haven't found out the password of the money. What if you knock her out? "

'What a silly woman! Does she only indulge herself in playing with men every day? How can she work with such animals with big breast and no brain?' She still wanted the money in it. Did she just think it belonged to Joan? It was her husband who gave her the card.

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She picked up the handbag and dumped everything in it but picked up her phone.

'Joan, you were the one who failed. This time, I'll make you lose again, ' she thought.

As for Celia, she smiled evilly. Those men naturally turned around and came to Celia.

She stepped back and stared at Jean in surprise, "Bitch! You lied to me!"

"Right. But it's a pity that I have overestimated your intelligence. Celia, you don't know who I am, do you? Let me tell you the truth. I wouldn't have known who gave her the card if you hadn't told me. Now, it's my turn. "

She pulled her hat up a little bit, and half of her face was exposed against the faint street lamp.

"Look at me carefully. The woman standing in front of you now, I'm Scott's wife."

For a moment, Celia was too shocked to open her mouth.

"I, my man is Brooke. He will help me. He will help me if you treat me like this!" She could only resist with the last straw. However, her voice of resistance grew less and less in confidence.

Jean was not afraid at all, as if she had expected such a scene. She had been most proud of herself for so many years that she could fight a hundred battles and win. Celia was just like a little girl who hadn't grown up?

"Of course you can. This is your choice. " She looked her polished nails up and down and continued, "What do you think if I let those men spend this wonderful night with you?"

Celia pretended to be calm. She put on a mocking smile and said, "don't try to frighten me with this. I'm telling you, you didn't know where I was playing it! Do you think you can make me admit defeat? You're still wet behind the ears! "

"Really? You're right. I should have thought too less. " Jean deliberately put her hand under her chin and pretended to contemplate, "Miss Xu, you are so young and have seen a lot of people, so you certainly won't be afraid of these small tricks."

She took out a camera from her handbag and tossed it to the man behind her. "Remember to record it clearly. Record Miss Xu's beauty and appearance. Make sure to take a good picture. I have to send it to Mr. Brooke and Mr. Cheng."

The arrogance and calmness on Celia's face faded away bit by bit when she heard the name of Brooke. At last, Celia crept over when Jean was about to leave. "No, Miss Bai, please don't be angry with me. I'm wrong. Please let me go."

"You're smart. I have more important things to do now and I don't have time to waste here. You stay here and help me keep an eye on this woman. Don't let her spoil my plan."

She kicked the unconscious Joan with her tiptoe and left on another car. She checked the list of her phone. The calls were not only from Darren but also from Scott.

In the past few days, she hadn't received any phone calls from Scott. When she actively called him or went to the entrance of the company to stop him, the assistant or the receptionist apologized to her in a polite way.

"Mr. Jian is busy; he is in a meeting; he just went out." There were a myriad of reasons. All of them were excuses because he didn't want to see her. This was just after their wedding. The employees were indulged in guess.

Although his close assistant always called her sister politely, she was suspicious, and she thought that they looked down on her.

Now that she was holding Joan's phone, she was sure that Scott wasn't really busy. He still had feelings for her. 'I will never allow such kind of thing to happen to me. I will dump my men. How can be dumped first because of another woman?' she thought.