Chapter 2302 Scheming Against Yesenia
- Yesenia kept quiet for a while before she finally spoke. “This might take a long time.” She didn’t want to lie to the kid, but she had no choice. The little guy was stuck in a loop, overthinking everything. If she said she was sick, it would make everything she just explained fall apart. As the two of them were finishing their smoothie, Dumdum’s housekeeper walked over holding a sleek black helmet. “Mr. Gomez, your helmet is here.” Dumdum lit up at the sight of the cool, badass helmet. He was thrilled and took it right away. Yesenia stood, laced her fingers with his, and led him toward her motorcycle. Dumdum put on the helmet. Yesenia lifted him onto the bike, strapped on her own, and swung a leg over, looking sharp as hell. The bike shot forward in a flash, and the housekeeper yelled after them, worried. “Ms. Yesenia, slow down! Keep Mr. Gomez safe!” Dumdum felt like they were flying. He was so pumped his palms got sweaty. He hugged Yesenia tight. She could feel the little guy pressed against her back, warm and steady. The corner of her eye softened with a faint smile. She revved again and tore through the night streets. Twenty minutes later, the bike rolled to a stop at Platinum Plate. As she dismounted, Yesenia noticed a few bodyguards arriving on bikes too. Probably figured cars wouldn’t keep up, so they went with the faster option. She understood. Dumdum’s identity was no secret to the wrong people—the more who knew, the more danger he’d be in. With his mom tied up right now, protecting him mattered even more. She lifted Dumdum off the bike. He was grinning from ear to ear. “That was awesome! I’m learning this when I grow up.” Yesenia left both helmets on the bike, then ruffled his hair. “When you’re grown, you sure can.” They joked as they walked inside. She’d already reserved a private room. Raina Huang was eating here too. After she used the restroom and headed for her room, she spotted Yesenia and Dumdum from a distance. Her face tightened. That woman—she popped up everywhere. Raina went back to her room and saw Feng Jian talking business with someone. She sat there, ignored. He didn’t even ask about her leg. The more she thought about it, the madder she got. It was all Yesenia’s fault. If not for her, Raina might’ve already won Feng Jian’s heart. Instead, now she was nothing but thin air to him. Her fox-like eyes narrowed. Weren’t they next door? She figured Yesenia came because Feng Jian was here. Of course—she wanted one of those “accidental” meet-cutes with him. So calculating. Raina stood and slipped out. The man talking with Feng Jian glanced at the door. “Your girlfriend went out again.” Feng Jian barely looked up, voice flat. “She’s not my girlfriend.” The man flushed, awkward. “She’s not? I thought she was.” Feng Jian wasn’t in the mood to talk about women. “Mr. Qi, the deal only goes through on my terms. A seventy-thirty split. Or I’m not signing.” The man felt his heart bleed. This guy had some appetite. He’d already planned on a sixty-forty and thought that was generous. He didn’t expect a straight seventy-thirty. But only Feng Jian dared take this project. No one else would touch it. So he had to force himself to swallow the whale. Raina had just stepped out when she noticed a server coming. She smiled and asked, “Has the private room next door already placed its order? I’m with them. I want to add a few dishes.” The server hesitated for a second, but folks who ate here were never ordinary. One meal cost five figures. No way she was lying. “Oh, yes. Do you want to go in and place it?” “No need. I remember the names. One king crab, stir-fried mountain delicacies, and wild mushroom soup.” She ended with a polite, “Thanks! You can serve them now.” The server nodded. Raina then deliberately strolled toward that private room.