Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1343 - Chapter 1343 Chapter 1315 Techniques Rolled Over Im Still

Chapter 1343: Chapter 1315: Techniques Rolled Over, I’m Still Here! Chapter 1343: Chapter 1315: Techniques Rolled Over, I’m Still Here! “When did I ever trick you? It was you who tricked me from start to finish! Who was it that acted like nothing happened at daybreak?” Zoel Cohen was really pushed to the limit, seeing that the other party gave no opportunities and not even pretending to be drunk, his voice raised several notches.

“Aka, have some conscience! Who is the one refusing to acknowledge anything? Did you give me a chance to acknowledge? I didn’t even get to speak, and you had a bunch of twisted logic waiting for me, even Emma Clark, that female demon, can testify to that.

Yeah! As long as you come to me, I can testify for you! The Red Matchmaker is right here! Kiara raised her hand in her mind, but sadly, with her identity as an intruder, she couldn’t voice these words.

Camden glanced at his watch; three minutes had already passed, why weren’t these two hurrying up and settling things? His daughter was still lying alone in the room!

Kiara also thought of her daughter and was worried.

But how could she miss out on this year’s most brilliant and dramatic event, even if it does cause her anxiety?

In the spirit of preferring her friend’s death over her own poverty, Kiara nudged Camden. With Edward Wheeler looking aggrieved and touching his nose, he whispered, “Wife, you wouldn’t be so heartless as to leave someone here all alone, right?”

Having missed the chance to see the Marbled Cat Clan getting beaten up, Camden was already quite frustrated, and now he was being denied the chance to watch?

With a fierce glare from Kiara, he resigned himself to returning the same way he came, gesturing with a hand sign for ‘5’.

That meant he would come to pick her up in five minutes, and with repeated meaningful looks, he signaled to Mrs. Kiara, “Wife, you better watch closely, I’m counting on you to give me a play-by-play later.”

Camden crawled away, while Kiara stayed, her gossip-loving soul ablaze as she watched the spectacle unfold.

Zoel’s plan to pin her against the wall failed, but it did not dampen his resolve.

He thought for a long time, and finally, it clicked.

If he couldn’t win over Aka, leaving aside his own discomfort, just the thought of that smug, disdainful face of the Youngest Brother of the Yuno Family was too much to bear.

Since there was nobody else around at that moment, Zoel Cohen, who always cared about his image, was ready to throw caution to the wind.

“I always wanted to find a chance to talk to you properly, but you never gave me the opportunity to speak. You keep saying we’re adults, so what? Does being an adult mean you can sleep with someone and then just leave?”

“I find this attitude of sleeping and then taking responsibility quite dull. I’m not one of those traditional women. I don’t want to force you or morally blackmail you. I don’t want to talk about techniques, nor am I interested in using such so-called techniques to find a relationship. Just take your techniques and scram!”

“The techniques are gone, but I’m still here! I, Zoel Cohen, am standing right in front of you, with no techniques at all, just one person. You say you’re not traditional, fine, I am traditional! You don’t want me to take responsibility, well, I want you to! After all, you’ve slept with me, and you can’t deny that!”

Kiara silently reflected, truly worthy of Mr. Zoel, what a move, shamelessly reversing the situation and biting back–a perfect strategy!

Aka was stunned by his shamelessness.

“Zoel Cohen, did you eat your face for dinner? You’re traditional? If you were traditional, where did those dozens of ex-girlfriends come from? And I’m being conservative with that estimate. If you were to take responsibility for each of them, wouldn’t your girlfriends form a line long enough to circle halfway around the world?”

“I’m not bubble tea… None of those counted!”

Zoel was afraid she would bring up the past, so he grabbed her shoulders to make them face each other.

“I’ve done some foolish things in the past, and honestly, I don’t know why I had so many girlfriends. Maybe back then I had no inkling that you would appear in my future–”

He couldn’t continue the prepared speech he had been thinking of when he met her clear gaze.

When Zoel arrived, he thought she might mind, and had prepared his lines, but when she looked at him, he actually felt guilty.

In his mind, he remembered the words Kiara had told him.

Not smart.

Just now, he didn’t quite understand what this all meant, but at this very moment, it seemed like he got it.

The two silently locked eyes for a few seconds, and Zoel Cohen’s defeated demeanor released her hand, stepping back to lean against the wall.

“Zoel Cohen, put away those pick-up techniques, I just want to hear the truth from you, are you just playing around with me or are you serious?”

“I… I don’t want to lie to you, I can’t say right now that I want to marry you and be together forever, I also don’t know how long we can be together, in fact, sometimes I’m also lost, I don’t even know what I’m looking for myself, but you are the only woman who makes me feel different, I want to give it a try.”

Zoel Cohen looked into her eyes, unreservedly voicing the words he truly wanted to say.

Putting aside those relentless and shameless pursuits, as well as those complex ploys, he didn’t want to deceive her; these words were the honest truth.

Aka, in terms of professionalism, wasn’t even on the same level as Kiara and a few senior brothers, but her eyes were as pure as a child’s, making it impossible for Zoel Cohen to lie to her, and all he could do was reveal his true feelings.

“Maybe you’ll think I’m being a bit selfish because I can’t offer you a definite future, but I can promise that during the time we date, there won’t be a third person involved. Marriage is still too far off for me, but I don’t want to miss out on the present, do you understand what I’m saying?”

These words were so blunt that Kiara felt nervous on Zoel Cohen’s behalf.

Yes, she advised Zoel Cohen not to be too smart, but she didn’t mean for him to abandon all strategies and become completely foolish.

Such candor could make many girls feel uncomfortable. His situation was already precarious enough to create insecurity, such directness seemed almost to declare how uncertain the future was.

Indeed, it lacked clever manipulation and played an open hand from the start.

One could say that Mr. Zoel’s actions were in complete contrast to the PUA pick-up artistry theories Kiara had encountered during the day; while pua uses every psychological ploy to conceal the objective of manipulation, Zoel Cohen had forsaken all tricks and openly stated his intentions.

At this moment, Kiara couldn’t help but feel anxious for Zoel Cohen. Her spiritual twin, could he succeed in one fell swoop?

If Zoel Cohen succeeded, then it meant Mrs. Kiara had a small triumph.

If Zoel Cohen failed, then Kiara would begin to doubt whether her research was inferior to James Norris ‘Norris Flowery Fox’.

“I understand what you mean,” Aka stepped back a few steps, and Zoel Cohen’s heart tightened.

Kiara’s heart also tightened.

This was it, she was sure it wasn’t going to work out by the sound of it.

Just when Zoel Cohen thought he was about to fail, he didn’t expect Aka to turn her body, muttering to herself as she walked in, rubbing her shoulders.

“My shoulder is killing me because you didn’t choose a good spot; it’s been hurting all day, after getting an IV, it seems to hurt even more–are you stupid, won’t you come over and give me a massage?”

What the heck? This could actually work?!

Mrs. Kiara hadn’t even had time to celebrate her initial victory over the Marbled Cat Clan before plunging into deep despair.

These two, were they about to make it, and what was she supposed to do?

Let’s not forget, Mrs. Kiara had stumbled upon their encounter, and if these two were to enter the bedroom, wouldn’t she be exposed?

In the critical moment, the always resourceful Senna hadn’t lost her touch. Her eyes darted around–a plan formed!

Seeing the two headed for the bedroom, one after the other, and lacking Camden’s skill to leap onto the roof in a moment’s notice, what was she to do?

Now it was a test of IQ, hiding in the bathroom definitely wouldn’t work; what if the two sparked a fire of passion, and it led them to unexpected places? And after they were done, wouldn’t they need to come wash up in the bathroom?