Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

Chapter 51 Her Tattoo

He never thought that the woman in the box would be Georgia.

It had been a long time since he saw this woman again.

However, she appeared here.

When he saw this woman for the first time, she was still a dancing girl here.

She was a little different from the past. She had become emaciated. When she smiled, it was like that she wore a fake mask.

Besides, she was dancing in front of everyone now.

He didn't make a mistake. She was just a gold digger.

For money, she could do anything.

Robert said with a sneer.

"Mr. Clark, is this woman your new lover?"

Callum asked amusedly.

"Mr. Simpson, are you interested in her? I can give her to you."

Robert sneered.

"Mr. Clark, since we’re friends, I can give you a piece of advice. This woman used a fake paternity test to deceive a man not long ago, saying that man is her child’s father!"

"If you like her, remember to take precautions when necessary. If necessary, it is best to watch this woman take the contraceptive pill. Maybe after a few years, she will bring a child over and tell you that

you’re her children’s father!"

What he said was so harsh and mean. The other three women in the box laughed.

Georgia could no longer keep the smile on her face. She felt that her face was slapped by others. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Robert's words and the ridicule of the three women seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, which stabbed into her heart deeply.

Callum's look became very terrible.

He had thought Georgia was an sensible beauty.

Now it seemed that she was so troublesome!

"Get out!"

Callum shouted directly at Georgia.

Georgia looked at Robert. She saw the man's eyes were full of disgust.

Georgia turned around sadly. She left the box under everyone’s sarcastic eyes.

She didn't dare to tell Layla that she had failed. She could only hide in the toilet.

Georgia didn’t want to cry for this kind of thing. So she kept encouraging herself to be strong.

Everything would be okay.

After more than an hour, Georgia decided to go back to the dressing room and to tell Layla what had happened today.

It was just that Georgia heard the noise inside as soon as she walked to the door.

Layla seemed to be arguing with a man.

"Layla, today is Miranda's eighteenth birthday. Can you go back to have a look at her?"

The man's tone was almost pleading.

Layla said with sarcasm.

"Andrew, that's your daughter. My daughter is already dead!"

Andrew Bradley's face turned pale.

"Layla, I lied to you back then. But I want to make up for you now. Miranda also needs you. Why don't you give me and our daughter a chance?"

"Give you a chance?"

Layla seemed to hear a big joke. She burst out laughing.

"Andrew, who told me that my daughter was dead when she was born? You gave our daughter to your wife to raise! You just watched me being sold by Macy to the clubhouse! Now, you ask me to give you a chance? It's impossible!"

Andrew's face was pale, with his body trembling.

"Layla, it's all my fault. I hurt you. But Miranda is your daughter. Can't you give her a chance?"

"Why should I give her a chance? It’s your daughter who said that she would never admit me, a mean woman, to be her mother. She felt ashamed. My daughter was dead long ago!"

Andrew had no choice but to leave.

Then Georgia saw Andrew. He was in his forties and looked elegant.

But his face was full of sadness.

Hearing their conversation, suddenly, Georgia was wondering if she should go in at this time.

But, while she was still hesitating, Layla had already opened the door.

"What are you doing outside? Just come in."

After Georgia went in, she felt very embarrassed.

But Layla laughed.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed. For a man who almost killed me, I didn't care about him a long time ago."

"Layla, I didn't deliberately overhear. But when I came back, you two were already talking."

Georgia still explained. Layla nodded, and then asked.

"Why did you come back so soon? Mr. Clark doesn't like you?"

Georgia shook her head.

"Mr. Clark is talking business with his partner, but the partner just hates me. So Mr. Clark kicked me out."

"Oh, well."

Layla nodded. Then she comforted Georgia.

"Don't take it to heart. There are so many people coming and going in the clubhouse. I will find an opportunity to introduce you to someone who can help you."

Georgia was grateful to Layla.

Layla smiled sadly.

"You just heard some of what I said, right? That's what happened to me."

"When I was twenty, I met Andrew and we fell in love. At that time, I didn't know that Andrew was married. I didn't know that he was the young master of the Bradley family. I didn't know that the family of his wife, Macy, is powerful. I thought innocently that I got my love. I even gave birth to a daughter before I got married with him. However, Andrew lied to me and said that my daughter died when she was born. Macy knew about me. She took my daughter away, and then sold me to the club. I have served many guests. I have made contacts with them. I’ve fallen. Just five years ago, I collected evidence of the crimes of the Webb family, and then destroyed the huge the Webb family. Macy was so angry and even got sick. One year after, she passed away."

Layla had such a tragic experience.

Before Georgia could figure out what to say to comfort Layla, Layla smiled faintly.

"So, Gigi, as long as we are alive, there is always hope. What supports me to live is to revenge. I worked hard for ten years, then I succeeded."

Georgia smiled at Layla.

"Layla, I know. What happened tonight will not defeat me. If this person can't help me, I can ask other people for help."

Later, Georgia removed her makeup and was about to go home.

It was just that Georgia saw Robert’s car parked in front of her as soon as she walked out of the club.

Georgia subconsciously wanted to run away. But Robert had got off the car directly, and then stuffed Georgia into the car.

"Robert, are you crazy?"

Georgia felt that Robert's face was so gloomy. He looked furious.

She was humiliated by Robert in the box at night. Now she was forced to be trapped in the car by Robert. Georgia itched to tear the man into pieces!

Did the men in the Simpson family really think she was a pushover?

Robert ignored Georgia's roar. He just drove the car directly to the villa.

The car door was opened. Before Georgia could escape, Robert had already tied her limbs up.

Then Georgia was thrown on the sofa in the empty living room.

"Georgia, I still remember that I gave you five million yesterday! But you went to dance in front of other men today. You slut! Can’t I satisfy you?"

Georgia was originally very angry. But looking at Robert's furious look, she suddenly found something funny.

"Robert, yes, you are right. I’m just a slut. I want more men. So what? Do you think I only serve you?"

Her words completely made Robert's face distort.

He was almost crazy. Suddenly, Georgia felt that her clothes were torn apart.

Georgia felt hurt. But within a few seconds, Robert suddenly stumbled back to the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the tattoo under Georgia's collarbone. His face looked terrible.

"This is impossible!"