Team building was on the next day’s itinerary.
However, Nadia did not take part because she was not feeling well.
She was the president of the society and had contributed a lot to it, which was why no one dared to voice any objections.
As for me, I was the ‘family’ she had invited along, which was why I was not required to take part in it either.
Everyone left. I took the opportunity to accompany Nadia in her room.
I watched a few romantic movies with her.
All her attention was on the movies, while all of my attention was on her.
I knew she was still not feeling well down there, which was why I did not do anything much to her. All I did was take occasional advantage of her by placing my hand on her gorgeous, supple, and slender legs, caressing them.
She was a little miffed about it in the beginning, but she accepted it in the end when she realized there was nothing she could do about it and allowed me to have my fun.
It was only after she got annoyed by all my touching that she began to complain.
“Stop touching me. Are my legs that fun to play with?”
“Of course they are. Don’t you know what our male classmates say about you?”
“What do they say?”
“They say that your legs belong to a goddess. It must be exhilarating to be sandwiched in between them.”
“Is that the reason why you’re with me?” Nadia questioned.
“Urm… Half of it.”
“What’s the other half of your reason?”
“I’m not telling you!” I chuckled.
“Hmph, just look at yourself. You must be so delighted to have me as your girlfriend now.”
“Well, just a little bit delighted,” I chuckled as I said.
To be honest, I was really proud of it.
Nadia was our class representative. Just a month ago, she had been ordering me about and bullying me every single day, and throughout it all, she never bothered to give me a second glance.
She had been as prideful as a peacock!
Now?
She had laid n***d beside me as I had uninhibited fun and played with every single part of her body.
I could press her onto the bed and f**k her hard whenever the mood struck me. I could have my d**k in her mouth as she gave me a b*****b.
It was such an exhilarating feeling.
This was such a turn of events for me.
This thought slowly led me to understand why I had unexpectedly ended up with her. It was because it excited me to know that I had ‘conquered’ her.
“What are you thinking about, darling?” Nadia suddenly asked.
“Nothing.”
“Just look at that lecherous look on your face. You must be thinking about something naughty.” Nadia suddenly looked alarmed. “I’m still aching down there. You’re not allowed to do anything more.”
“I won’t. I’m not that kind of person.” I chuckled and said.
“Who knows? What if you turn out to be an awful p*****t?”
“Urm, how could I be a p*****t?” I asked with exasperation.
“Just see for yourself.” Nadia passed me her phone at that point.
I took her phone and glanced at it. Someone in the Entrepreneur Society had anonymously exposed what had happened between me and Lacey.
The anonymous person claimed that it was why Lacey was afraid of me.
It was because I had teamed up with the triads outside school to set a trap for her.
She was naive and had walked into the trap, leading to her nudes being taken. That was why she was scared of me.
Moreover, she emphasized in the group chat that everyone should stay away from me, an apparent scumbag in sheep’s clothing.
I laughed.
Lacey Yates was really something.
I had helped her out, yet she was trying to get one over me rather than be grateful.
I smiled bitterly and said to Nadia, “Nadia, you wouldn’t believe such an awful lie, would you?”
“It’s not important whether I believe it or not. At the end of the day, you’ve already had your way with me,” Nadia replied dispiritedly.
“Hey, don’t be like that. I’m a good person, I really am.”
“You’re actually taking me seriously? I was just kidding. One look and I can tell that Lacey Yates isn’t a good person. I know it’s just slander, but what are you going to do about it?”
“There’s nothing I can do. I don’t have a good reputation, anyway. I’ll let her be. She can say anything she wants about me. I’ll just resolve this in my own way.”
“Alright. Just be extra careful since Young Master Zane is still around. He hasn’t made a move yet, and I’m guessing he’s going to do something to you tonight. Do you want to skip tonight’s bonfire dinner?” Nadia asked with slight worry.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. If I skip it, they’ll all assume I’m feeling guilty and might continue making up new lies about me.”
“But…”
Nadia wanted to say more, but my phone rang at that moment.
I looked and saw that it was Johnny calling me.
Johnny was a member of the Entrepreneur Society, and he was also here for the trip.
I walked to the balcony and picked up. “Hey, Johnny, what’s up?”
“Freddie, I need to talk to you about something.” Johnny’s voice was low, and he sounded quite serious, as if afraid someone would overhear him.
“What’s going on?” I immediately knew from his tone that this must be something quite important.
“When we were having our team building session during the day, Young Master Zane was talking about how you needed to be taught a lesson. There were many people around him at the time. Just moments ago, I saw him on friendly terms with the hotel’s general manager. They seem to know each other. I’m worried they might be planning something against you, so I’m calling you to warn you about it.”
“Alright, I got it. Thank you for this,” I replied gratefully.
“No problem. We’re classmates, after all,” said Johnny.
“I’ll make sure to remember you helping me.” With that, I hung up.
“What’s wrong?” Nadia came over to me, looking nervous.
“Young Master Zane has something up his sleeve, but I’m not sure what his exact plan is.”
“What are you going to do?”
“The same thing I said before. I’ll resolve this in my own way. Put on your clothes. I’m going out.”
“Alright. Just let me know if you need anything. Don’t take any risks on your own,” Nadia said anxiously.
“Got it.” I kissed Nadia on the forehead and left the room.
…
I did not walk off immediately after leaving the room. I stood in the corridor and gave Vincent a call.
I vaguely remembered that Stamen Group owned properties on Mina Island.
Vincent sounded high in spirits when he picked up the call. “Good afternoon, Young Master.”
“Good afternoon, Uncle Quinn. I’m on Mina Island right now, and I recall that Stamen Group owns quite a number of properties here, am I right?”
“Well, rightfully, that should be every piece of property on the island. Mina Island is the private property of Stamen Group.”
“The entirety of Mina Island?”
“That’s right. Just show your supreme black credit card for anything you need. There’s no need for you to pay a single cent.”
“Alright, I got it. I’ll hang up now.”
I was extremely excited to find out that Mina Island belonged to me.
Young Master Zane, oh, Young Master Zane. How did you plan to fight me when the entire island was mine?
I smiled and arrived at the general manager’s office.
I walked in without knocking on the door.
He looked at me in shock as I sat on the sofa and crossed my legs. I asked slowly, “What’s your name?”
“I should be the one asking you that. Who the f**k are you?” The general manager looked at me in disbelief.
“There’s no need to be angry. I’ve something I need to talk to you about. Let’s have a chat.” I pointed at the sofa next to me.
I acted as if the office was my own and not his.
The general manager was quite annoyed with my attitude. “Who the f**k are you?”
“Who I am is not important. What’s important is that you recognize this card.” With that, I slammed the supreme black credit card onto the table.
The general manager was stunned.
He ran toward me and checked it carefully. His expression changed as he began to tremble, still holding the card in his hand. “Y-you are?”
It looked like he had already guessed who I was, but before he could say anything else, I stopped him. “It isn’t important who I am. I need to ask you a few questions now.”
“Please go ahead,” he said with extreme respect.
“What’s your name?” I asked the first question.
“My name is Bobby Kane. I’m the general manager of this hotel.”
“Alright. Second question. What did Young Master Zane say to you in the afternoon?”
“Young Master Zane?” Bobby gave this some thought. A realization crossed his face, and he replied, “Are you talking about the young master from the Zane family? He’s the son of my friend, and he came to me in the afternoon to request that tonight’s bonfire dinner be changed to the most expensive package.”
“The most expensive package?” I asked.
“That’s right. It’s supposed to be five thousand per table, but he requested me to change it to twenty thousand per table and to specifically serve an expensive bottle of wine for one of the tables.”
“That’s all?” I was a little doubtful. What was he planning to do with that?