FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO - Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Hello, Van

Regina felt raw anger course through her veins like an angry viper as she stood in front of her husband’s bedroom, fuming. She couldn’t believe that he had just asked her to go and hug a pillow as if she meant nothing to him.

Something was up and Regina could feel it in her bone. Amelia must have said or shown something to her father prompting his awkward behavior.

“I have to do something.” Regina echoed in her thoughts as she turned around and hurried to her bedroom.

Closing the door behind her, she quickly retrieved her phone from her bed and dialed Matt’s number.

“What are you doing calling me at this hour? Aren’t you supposed to be with your husband getting information?” Matt demanded in a caustic voice from the other end.

Regina could pick up the sound of a booming rock band coming from the background. This simply meant Matt hadn’t returned home.

“Where are you?”

“That is none of your goddam business, Gina. Why are you calling me when I gave you an assignment to get information out of my brother.”

“Well, your stupid brother kicked me out of his bedroom after all my attempts at seducing him. You needed to see the look of disgust in his eyes. Something is definitely wrong. Amelia and Judith must have gotten to him and we need to act fast.”

“What about his friend? Weren’t both of them together tonight?”

“Yes, they were. But Van left for his hotel after the meeting.”

“I think it’s time you go and see him?”

“When?”

“Now!” Matt boomed.

“Like right now?” Regina’s eyes widened. “It’s late and you do know your brother is around.”

“Does it look like I give a shit?”

“But Matt…”

“Shut the f*ck up and listen, woman. I’m dealing with some important business right now and I can’t do anything. Get dressed and get your ass moving out of that house. Take the secret passageway out of the mansion and go to his hotel. I will ask Lin to arrange everything for you. All you have to do is just show up.”

“Do I have to sleep with him?” Regina asked in a disgusted voice.

“How else do you plan on blackmailing him if you don’t sleep with him?” Matt answered her question with an infuriating question.

“Fine!” Regina said between clenched jaws, her face flushed with rage.

“When you get to his hotel room, Lin will be there to capture everything live on video. Make sure you get every single detail of Greg’s discussion with Amelia from him before you leave his hotel room. I want to know what they are planning so that I can be prepared.”

“What if my husband wakes up and finds out that I’m not in the mansion?” Regina asked in a repressed voice.

“Aren’t you the master manipulator? I’m sure you can figure that part out. Now get to work.”

The call instantly disconnected, leaving Regina more miserable than she felt the first time. She paced around the room thinking of what perfect disguise to wear to avoid being recognised by anyone.

When a brilliant idea finally hit her. She rushed into her walk-in wardrobe and quickly dressed up in black leather tight-fitted pants and a top. Then you threw on a black leather trench coat, paired with a knee-length block-heel black boot. She completed her slaying look with a long copper curly wig and dark shades. Putting a modest change of clothes in her handbag, she quietly left her bedroom and made her way downstairs, occasionally looking over her shoulder.

When she was certain no one had seen her, she quickly entered the mansion’s inner drawing room and closed the door behind her. She carefully made her way to one of the majestic wall art frames and pressed a hidden button on it.

The picture slid aside to reveal a secret passage door. She opened this door with the special with special combination Matt had earlier given her and walked into the dimly illuminated passageway.

As she closed the door behind her, the picture frame returned to its original position.

Taking a deep breath she hurried down the path until she arrived at the exit point which led into a tunnel.

At the entrance to the tunnel, a car was already waiting for her. She got into the rear seat and said to the driver.

“Take me to the Hyttar five-star hotel.”

“Yes ma’am.” The driver nodded and zoomed off into the dead of the night.

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Engr Van woke up the following morning with a migraine and body ache as if a truck had climbed over him. His throat felt parched and his lips felt dried. He winced, massaging his forehead as he lazily turned to his side. He tried to stretch his hands but was met with a soft and tender obstruction.

“Huh!” He quickly withdrew his hand and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes only to find a nude woman in his bed. Her copper-curly hair was sprawled on the white sheet and covering the exposed side of her face.

“What in God’s name?” He yelled as he sat up, only to find out that he was equally nude.

“No! This cannot be happening!” Van staggered out of the bed, picking up a pillow to cover his exposed dignity.

“Not so loud, honey. Come back to bed.” The fair lady on the bed said in a sultry voice stirring a little, unashamed of her exposed body.

Van’s terrified eyes scanned his hotel room for his boxers or any piece of his clothes. He was stunned to find litres of clothes everywhere, with half-eaten food, an empty bottle of wine and two glasses. It looked like a madhouse from a nightmare.

“What in God’s name happened here?” Van lamented as he hurried towards the other side of the bed to pick up his boxers. He quickly slipped in on before picking up his pants and shirt. “Who are you and how did you get into my hotel room?”

“That question isn’t necessary right now baby. You were a monster last night and my core is dripping for more of you.” The naked lady finally turned to her back, pushing the sheets up to cover her naked body. “Come back to bed and give me one more ride for the road.”

Van froze in the process of wearing his pants, his eyes widening like a saucer and his face turning pale.

That voice! He recognized the voice. He heard the voice last night after he said goodbye to his friend. He thought he heard the same voice in his dream doing the abominable.

“It can’t be.” Van shook his head, his mouth still hanging open as he came closer to look into the lady’s face.

“Hello Van!” Regina’s lips curled up in a wide devilish grin as she slowly took off her long curly wigs to reveal her real face, her blonde hair falling softly on her shoulders.

“Regina!” Van gasped, his shirt falling from his hands.

“Yes, baby. We need to talk?”