Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 960 - Chapter 960 Chapter 933 Someone was carried out

Chapter 960: Chapter 933: Someone was carried out Chapter 960: Chapter 933: Someone was carried out After practicing for most of the night with the shameless man who claimed to be a virgin, Kiara managed to get up quite early the next day.

She made a phone call to her mother and Kiara’s mother vividly described the downfall of that bald man yesterday who tried to corrupt her son-in-law with the evil of money.

Mario Yuno hummed a tune as he carried breakfast back home, the perk of living close to his mother-in-law’s house was that he didn’t have to let his daughter-in-law eat breakfast from outside.

Lil’ wontons, vegetables, and the multigrain steamed buns her mother made with love.

“You mean, that bald guy was carried out?”

Just as he entered the house, he heard Kiara on the phone saying this, Camden raised his eyebrows–what happened?

Seeing his curious gaze, Kiara switched the call to speakerphone; this joy was definitely something to share with the whole family.

“Exactly! That man dawdled with Sophie Grandma Lynn upstairs for quite a while. He probably got impatient and fired up. Plus, it’s been too hot these past few days without any rain, he might have gotten heatstroke. Sophie Grandma Lynn is usually muddled, but when she saw someone faint, she snapped to attention, knowing to shout for help. Then there was your Uncle Liao Walker, wearing a tank top, helping your brother load the man onto the ambulance.”

Kiara’s mother’s depiction was so graphic that Kiara immediately pictured Uncle Liao Walker at home in a tank top, lifting someone–an amusing image.

“What happened after that, I don’t know, but that guy didn’t come back at night. Your Uncle Liao didn’t feel easy, so he called the hospital, and they said it’s just heatstroke, that he’d be fine soon.”

“Serves him right…” Kiara had no sympathy for Jojo’s father at all; his karma was repaid for how he had treated Jojo before.

“Mum, do the two of us need to go back home today? Is there anything you need us to do?”

“I spoke with Abigail Nana on the phone; someone will send your clothes over in a bit for you two to try on. If the size fits, then there’s nothing more for you both. Abigail Nana also said you don’t need to worry about the rest, just make sure you two part ways early tonight, each going back to your respective homes. You can’t see each other all day tomorrow, so definitely no fooling around past midnight, got that?”

The older generation still cares a lot about these things.

This wedding is turning out to be quite a relaxed affair–both families are running around busily, yet the two main characters are as chilled out as can be.

Kiara and Camden figured that if they went back to help, they’d probably just get in the way. Since their parents had everything organized, going back would be causing a stir. So, they decided to gather their friends together today instead and go out for fun.

As for his childhood friends, they could catch up another time–after all, Kiara had met most of them.

A new golf course had just been built in Q City, boasting imposing scale and class. The couple decided to take their friends there for a day of enjoyment.

Olivia Brown and Giorno had just hurried back this morning, and there were Susi and her husband, who had been dragged along straight after landing, plus Jenny Bailey and Jojo, making it a grand group of eight heading to the golf course.

As soon as Jenny Bailey got out of the car, she was stunned by the grandeur, exclaiming that rich people really knew how to enjoy life.

The golf course, built against the mountains and embracing the nearby reservoir, had exquisite construction with attached luxury suites and a clubhouse. In addition to golf, there were city amenities like billiards, bowling, tennis, and a swimming pool. Membership was required, and even having the money didn’t guarantee entry–it was all about status.

With Mr. Yuno around, all status is just like clouds in the sky. One call from Kiara and elder Brother would obediently come over to deliver the card. Ever since dealing with the same-sex marriage scam for elder Brother, he’s become as timid around Kiara as a mouse is around a cat, completely docile and submissive, without a single fault.

It’s said there’s even a lighted golf course at night, but considering Kiara’s mother’s admonishment not to play past midnight, everyone could only play for one day. As Jojo put it, in a place like this, he could play for a week; the environment was simply too good, with plenty of negative ions in the mountain air, making it exceptionally fresh.

Camden had hoped to use the opportunity of playing golf to hit on Kiara and subsequently strut his sporting talent in front of her. Unexpectedly, when Kiara swung her club, she had the air of a pro. Aside from Camden, no one could outplay her, not even Susi and her husband, who had traveled from afar. Since Susi had particular health issues and couldn’t play, she just watched from the side, nagging about how mercilessly Kiara trounced them.

“Honey, when did you practice this move? It’s pretty cool,” Mario Yuno admitted defeat. He found that there was still a lot about her he didn’t understand.

And why wouldn’t it be cool? In her past life, she would often accompany her clients to play; wealthy people all liked hitting the little white ball. After so many visits, it would be hard not to pick it up.

In fact, Kiara understood all the things rich people liked. How else could she merrily fleece the Fat Sheep if she didn’t grasp their hobbies?

Mrs. Kiara had researched not only golf–the visible pastime the Fat Sheep liked to flaunt in public with pretense–but even underground rap battles, which they secretly enjoyed behind closed doors while claiming it was vulgar to the outside world.

“The essence of golf is to test one’s psychological quality. Even with perfect technique, one’s state of mind can determine the level of their next swing. So for a Psychologist like me, this is just a trifling matter,” she said.

Kiara adjusted her hat with a deep sense of gravity, and looking at her friends’ admiring gazes, she silently applauded herself for nailing the pretense.

Except for Camden, everyone else was stunned by Mrs. Kiara’s overwhelming dominance.

“Babe, want to have a match? Let’s compete by strokes,” Camden said, itching to challenge her. He was particularly keen to dampen her spirits.

Golf competitions are divided into stroke play and match play, with amateur players typically favoring the former.

Kiara had made those remarks just for show in front of her friends. Her skill level was good enough only to fool the middle-aged and beginners, and she certainly wasn’t foolish enough to compete with Edward Wheeler. His shifty eyes were a dead giveaway of his underhanded intentions; should she really lose to him, she’s sure to face a series of shameless, lewd demands afterwards.

The crowd, however, was quite eager to see this couple, who often flaunted affection, engage in a love-hate rivalry. Led by Jojo, they clamored for the two to have a match.

Kiara just gave a calm glance below the waist of her adversary and then shook her head.

“His club is too thick, there’s no advantage for me playing against him. No match, I need to hydrate,” she said and walked away gracefully, leaving behind an elegant and mysterious silhouette for everyone to behold.

Club, meaning the golf club, made everyone feel that Mrs. Kiara’s words were quite professional. Most being novices, they might not understand but still got the impression it was something formidable.

Only Susi, who knew the game, seemed thoughtful. The equipment that everyone was using that day was standardized–Kiara’s comments, were they… was she the only one who felt there was an underlying innuendo?

Looking in Edward Wheeler’s direction, Camden’s face, upon closer examination, was indeed slightly red. Susi let out a “huh” sound.

It seems she wasn’t the only one who caught on. Tsk tsk, a woman about to get married sure is bold, daring to say anything!

Watching his little woman make a suggestive joke and then just walk away made Camden so frustrated he was itching to retaliate. Turning his head, he saw Susi smirking at him. Not willing to be the butt of a joke even for a moment, Camden began to plot with malicious intent.