Chapter 3 Butt In?

• Beverly Carington
• "What happened?" Becca asked and I looked up to her.
• "I fought with a guy who ruined my plan." I said and she sat across me.
• "So you failed the mission?"
• "Yeah and I have to give back the 5.000$." I hissed as I threw the cotton pad.
• "Is he hot?" I glared at Becca.
• "Do you think I care about that?" I said coldly.
• "Oh come on, stop helping others and have a life! Go out and date a cute guy or something."
• "No way." I said as I pulled out my wig. I threw it to the side and took off my bun.
• "I hate that guy because I lost my 5K."
• "Tell me the whole story." She said and I told her all of it. She smirked at me and I looked at her bored.
• "So he knows that you're trying to ruin his best friend's wedding?"
• "Yeah and I crashed his car." I said like it was nothing.
• "Bev, is it a really expensive car?"
• "Yeah, it's a lambo." I answered and walked into the bathroom. I took a shower after covering my scratches. I hate that guy and I will curse him that he won't have any luck for his love life.
• Tomorrow I have 2 tasks and I have to do better than today. For 4 years, I never failed and yesterday I failed which is so annoying. After I took a shower, I walked out from the bathroom and changed into my PJs. I threw myself to my bed and went to sleep.
• I opened my eyes and it's 7 already. I jumped back into the shower and put on my white long sleeve dress. I dried my hair and pulled it into a bun. I put my brunette wig on. I put my makeup on and put my heels on. I walked out without telling Becca because I bet she's still sleeping.
• Are you all asking if I love my job? The answer is no. I hate my job but I can make money fast so I love it. I started this job because I failed a lot of times when I'm applying for a job. Becca came out with this idea because at first, I was just helping my friend to break up with her boyfriend but suddenly people asked for my help and even gave me money when I didn't ask for any.
• I've been doing this for 4 years since I was 22 years old.
• I never have a boyfriend in my life too because I hate being attach too much. Besides.. I don't need love from a man to live my life. All I need is a friend and money. I have Becca and a lot of money so my life is complete.
• I got into my Ferrari and went straight to the cafe where my next target is. I got out from my car when a call came. I answered it.
• "Ms. Red, I need your help."
• "I guess your friend was my client because you called me right away instead of sending me an email." I said in a serious tone.
• "Yes, I really need your help."
• "Read the instructions." I ended the call and shut off my work phone. I walked into the cafe and found my target right away. He's alone drinking his coffee. I walked to him with a smile plastered on my face.
• "Mind if I sit here?" I asked and the guy looked at me from head to toe. He smiled and gestured me to sit. The waiter came to me and I ordered an americano and cheese cake.
• "Thankyou for giving me the seat, it's so crowded in here." I said smiling widely to my target named Thomas. I crossed my leg and he glanced at it.
• "It's okay. Besides.. it's Sunday and it's always crowded here. Are you waiting for someone?"
• "Yup. I'm waiting for my friend." I said and I dropped my phone to the floor. I took it and I know he's looking at my breast.
• "I'm Daisy. How about you?" I said as I sat back on my seat.
• "I'm.. I'm Thomas."
• "Thankyou once again, Thomas. So you're alone here?" I asked and bit my lip. He gulped looking at me.
• "Yes, I'm alone. So you often come here?"
• "Yeah, every Sunday. Why?" I leaned forward and put my arm on the table. I support my chin on my hand looking at me sweetly instead of being so flirty and sexy.
• "Really? How come I never see you?"
• "Sometimes I will come here at night.. sometimes.. now." I put my hair to the back and pretended to fan myself to show my cleavage and shoulder.
• "When will she come?" I asked myself as I pretended to check my phone.
• "Do you want to get a drink sometimes?" He asked and I smirked.
• "Sure." I have time to ruin my target in front of me. My client gave me 3 weeks so I still have time to ruin him. I need to make the girl believe that he's cheating with me.
• Me and Thomas exchanged phone numbers and when I wanted to ask him to have a drink this Saturday someone butt in.
• "Baby.." I turned my head to see.. the guy from yesterday! My eyes widened and he smirked widely.
• "Baby? Is he your boyfriend?" Thomas asked and I turned to Thomas. I winked at him signaling him that it's okay. Thomas nodded secretly.
• "Let's go babe, it's too crowded here." The guy said as he pulled me up.
• "Bye, Thomas. Thankyou for letting me sit." I said and winked again at him. The guy held my hand tightly and dragged me out. I held his hand back and dig my nails into his skin. We walked out from the cafe and he pulled me into a small alley.
• "Who the heck are you?" He pinned me to the wall and looked straight into my eyes.
• "It's kinda fascinating to see a man trying to butt into my business." I smirked.