Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1344 - Chapter 1344 Chapter 1316 Mrs. Kiara Breaking the Clothes

Chapter 1344: Chapter 1316: Mrs. Kiara Breaking the Clothes Hanger Chapter 1344: Chapter 1316: Mrs. Kiara Breaking the Clothes Hanger Just as she was about to be discovered in a desperate situation, Kiara thought of a great place in such a short time, the wardrobe!

This kind of hotel wardrobe is particularly large and has ventilation holes, so she didn’t worry about suffocation. It was also close to the door, so if those two really got it on, she could take the chance to escape.

She thought and acted at the same time, quickly slipping inside.

Zoel Cohen followed behind Aka, seemingly hearing a noise.

“Where’s that sound coming from?”

“You might have heard wrong,” Aka thought to herself since she had heard it too. But how could someone possibly enter this kind of suite? All the windows were closed.

The person who had entered was now awkwardly hunkering down in the wardrobe, which was quite nice. Aka hadn’t packed many clothes but had put a big bag of snacks inside.

Kiara resigned herself to the situation and grabbed a cream puff to eat, just hoping that the two would finish their business quickly.

But seriously, was there anything wrong with this process?

Aka’s imagination was different from others; normally when Zoel Cohen would say such a thing, she should either refuse or agree, and yet, here she was letting someone massage her shoulders right away. Even a psychologist would find it hard to analyze what kind of path this was–however, it must be said that the cream puff was delicious.

Kiara ate while pondering how to leave without alarming anyone in a refined and elevated manner, when the conversation outside continued.

“Why is your shoulder so bruised?” Zoel Cohen, who had followed them inside in a daze, had been invited into rooms like this with a similar tone before, but he felt that the person in front of him probably didn’t have that kind of intention.

Aka was wearing a small sports jacket on the outside. Zoel Cohen, who originally had some not-so-pure thoughts, became pure upon seeing the bruise on her shoulder.

“All because of the place you chose that doesn’t conform to ergonomics. It’s been hurting all day, I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor, and they gave me this bottle of stuff. I can’t reach it myself!”

Aka had originally planned to ask Mrs. Kiara for help, but Mrs. Kiara seemed to have plans that night, so it was just right that Zoel Cohen came over.

What kind of tactic was this anyway…

Zoel Cohen took the massage oil handed over by Aka, wondering what he should do later. He couldn’t quite grasp what Aka was thinking. Weren’t they just discussing the matter of dating a moment ago? How did the conversation suddenly switch topics?

Aka lay on the bed, and Zoel Cohen honestly started massaging her. After a while, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

“So, you…you agree?”

“Mmm, the massage is good…” Aka closed her eyes in comfort, burying her head in the pillow. Indeed, a massage felt better after all~

Zoel Cohen, like a wronged daughter-in-law, didn’t dare to complain and kept massaging. After a while, he asked again.

“That thing I was talking about–”

“I once had a younger sister.”

“Ah!” Zoel Cohen was startled, and he pressed down hard, causing Aka to yelp in pain.

Kiara started to doubt her own IQ. Was it her brain that couldn’t keep up, or were these two just like that, completely off the beaten path? Even Senna struggled to analyze and had nowhere to start.

That one, who had blurted out the truth in a confused and silly manner, seemed to have succeeded in his confession, and the other one, who had skipped so many steps and directly got the other person to give a massage in the room–just as Zoel Cohen was finally getting to some serious business and wanted to confirm the relationship, Aka bizarrely brought up her sister… Wasn’t she an orphan? Oh, so they were not biologically related?

As Kiara pondered this, Zoel Cohen’s imagination was even bigger.

“Are you trying to introduce me to your sister? Let me tell you, that’s not going to happen!”

“…What are you thinking? Even if I were to pimp, I couldn’t do it with her body–wait, that adjective doesn’t seem right.”

“It’s, not, right, at, all!” Mr. Zoel had barely had a chance to feel a bit of joy before this guy struck him down. Pimping, what the heck? That word was just awful!

“Alright, why are you quibbling over word games with me, a foreigner. What I mean is, she’s better than me, her professional courses are consistently higher than Mrs. Kiara’s, never lower.”

Hehe, Mrs. Kiara refuses to accept that! Kiara secretly decides to finish off all the snacks Aka has been hoarding, sticking to the agreement that, except for Mrs. Kiara, everyone else is just trash!

“What does her being good have to do with me?”

“I can’t learn her tactics, I don’t know how to interact with men, when to say what, or what to say to hook someone–she’s always better at it than me.”

“When we’re talking about our stuff, why do you keep bringing up someone irrelevant?” Mr. Zoel was getting more and more irked. Oh, no, it was like his cute little one was mourning the remembrance of martyrs.

“Did your sister die?”

“She’s very much alive. I’m just trying to give you a heads-up that I’m not good enough.”

“Oh, and then?”

“Let me put it this way, from childhood to now, there hasn’t been something she hasn’t taken from me. She always outdoes me in every way. I just want to earn more money and move to a place she can’t find, to spare myself the heartache of seeing her. Because the boyfriends I’ve had, even the pets I’ve raised, she has taken them all. Do you get what I mean?”

“Sounds like your sister is even worse than Emma Clark?”

“She’s not even in the same league as Mrs. Kiara! Compared to her, Mrs. Kiara is an angel!”

The “angel” in the wardrobe overhears this and considers whether to leave some snacks for Aka, then she hears Zoel Cohen, that calf, say.

“She’s an angel? Hahaha! Emma Clark is nothing but a female demon; don’t let her brainwash you. Have you seen what the girls around her have become because of her? That person stirs up trouble every single day without fail.”

Crack!

What was that sound?

Zoel Cohen and Aka exchange glances. Did something just crack?

Kiara grimly holds the broken clothes rack. It’s not that she’s too strong; it’s just that the hotel’s plastic clothes racks are flimsy. She just imagined it was that backstabbing Black Cucumber from outside, and with a light twist, it broke!

Zoel Cohen’s shameless tirade had just provided a textbook interpretation of betrayal for personal gain!

Without her advice, who knows if he would still be going in circles with Aka on the twisty road of Eighteen Bends. Now that he was about to win his girlfriend, the go-between was promptly kicked to the curb!

“Maybe it was a cockroach or something. By the way, over here, do you call flying cockroaches ‘Sophia’?”

With that remark from Aka, Kiara feels her anger flaring up even more. She decides she’s going to crush Aka’s bag of snacks into absolute mush!

Fake friendship as fragile as plastic flowers…

And there was Zoel Cohen, still obliviously trying to be funny.

“Did you know? That idiot Arua actually gave Emma Clark a nickname, ‘Sophia,’ hahaha!”

Is that funny? Kiara feels like snapping clothes racks again!

“Right, where were we? Oh yeah, your sister! I want to ask, what does your sister have to do with us dating?”