Will You Marry Me, Again

Chapter 303 Pervert

Aiken turned his gaze towards Fiona, who was tied up. “Historically, those who commit such deeds were perverted men. Now, there are even women doing this?” Aiken murmured, looking at Victoria with disbelief.

Victoria was already irritated due to the mistaken identity incident. Because of Aiken’s association with Hope, she had not taken any action against him. She had endured and endured again. However, she was now gripping the doorknob tightly until Aiken made that comment. Victoria raised her leg and stomped directly onto Aiken’s foot!

Aiken's expression changed as he could not hide his pain. He let out a loud, uncontrollable scream.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Aiken, I’m a fashion designer, and needles and thread are my most common tools! If you can’t control your mouth, I'll sew it shut!” Victoria threatened, making Aiken immediately cover his mouth, looking at Victoria in fear.

He mumbled softly, “How is it that I've encountered so many fierce women in this world? Maia is already enough of a headache, and now here’s another one...”

“Aiken, what are you mumbling about? A gentleman is straightforward, a petty person is cunning. Why don’t you say it out loud for everyone to hear?” Victoria said.

“It's nothing!” Aiken said, quickly grinning at Victoria. “I didn’t say anything. | was just wondering what kind of game you and Fiona are playing. Why did you tie her with your up measuring tape? It seems quite thrilling...”

“Aiken, if you don’t shut your mouth..." 

This time, Aiken quickly dodged, preventing Victoria from stomping on him again. Aiken was quite pleased with himself. “How was that? My reaction speed is pretty good, right? Haha, you can’t step on me again... Ah!”

Just as Aiken finished speaking, another scream rang out, even more miserable than the previous one. This time, Victoria’s foot landed on his buttocks!

“Why are you hiding? | didn’t plan to step on you that time!” Victoria remarked.

Hope saw this comical scene but did not laugh. She looked at Victoria and asked, “Vicky, have you seen my sister or not? Why is Fiona tied up here?”

“This was Maia’s idea.” “Maia’s idea?” Hope was astonished.

Aiken also surveyed the situation. Afraid of attracting attention, he closed the door. Fiona’s attire was too revealing, something Aiken had no interest in. He turned away, pretending not Maia looked at his handsome face, closed her eyes, feeling powerless, like falling into a vast ocean, and he was the only thing keeping her afloat.

Countless times, countless cycles. She truly had no strength left. Her hands gradually loosened, falling to her sides. But the night was still

young...

Meanwhile, in the ocean—view suite on the tenth floor.

“Behave yourself, don’t prattle and pose in front of me. I’m not interested in lace, and even if | were, | wouldn’t be interested in a woman delivered from miles away. You lack self-respect and shame!” Victoria said as she grabbed Fiona, who was attempting to escape. She promptly took out a length of measuring tape, swiftly securing Fiona to the chair.

Victoria, during her university days, was part of the taekwondo club. Although she was just an amateur, she had more than enough skills to deal with Fiona.

“Let me go! On what grounds can you treat me like this? I’m Fiona Obrien. If my parents knew you treated me like this, they would never let you off!” Fiona, finding the direct approach ineffective, immediately switched to a softer tone, negotiating, “Release me now, and I'll give you money. Five million, how about that?”

“Five million?” Victoria chuckled, utterly disdainful of the amount. “Fiona, we’ve met several times. You should know that you've spent more than five million in my store alone. There are so many socialites and wealthy women who've paid me even more than that. I’ve already made a fortune. Do you think | would care about your measly five million?”

“How about ten million, then? As long as you let me go, anything you desire is possible! Even more money... no one would complain about having too much money!” Fiona pleaded with Victoria. Having fallen into Victoria’s hands, she had to lower herself and beg for a chance to escape, or else she might be doomed when Cedric dealt with her.

“Fiona, you don’t even have the right to negotiate with me. Your family may have some fame in the business circle, but the Obrien family is nothing in my eyes. Do you really think I’m just a simple fashion designer? Do you know the Smith family?” Victoria said, making Fiona’s face change instantly.

“What? Surprised? Fiona, you,claim to be ruthless to anyone but Cedric, but now you'll just have to wait patiently for Cedric or Maia to deal with you. The Obrien family is finished this time!”

In an instant, Fiona’s hopes shattered. Dressed lightly, she sat stiffly in the chair, her face ashen. She knew that this time, there was no way for her to escape. She could only be bound to this chair, sitting like a needle-felted mat, awaiting Cedric’s judgment. This time, she was truly done for.

“You were too reckless. There’s no time for regret now. Climbing onto Cedric is indeed a way to change your fate, but do you know who Cedric really is? He’s not just any woman's prey,” Victoria continued, leaving Fiona no room to think.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Victoria walked towards the door and confirmed through the peephole that it was Hope before opening it.

“Vicky, have you seen my sister? She left the venue early, and | thought she had returned to the hotel, but she’s not in our suite. She’s not answering her phone either! I’ve been looking for her for a long time. Is she with you?” Hope asked anxiously, quickly glancing behind

Victoria. Hope had practically searched through the entire resort. She had made countless phone calls but received no news from Maia.

Accompanying her was Aiken, who also seemed eager to help in the search. However, upon seeing Victoria, he instinctively moved to the side.

“Fiona...?” Hope exclaimed in surprise as she saw Fiona, who was tied up with her limbs spread out.