Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 465: The Dinner Invitation

Chapter 465: The Dinner Invitation

"Who are you?" Babi asked nervously. She was now curious about the woman’s identity.

"You don’t have to know," the woman replied. She pulled another needle and was about to insert it into Babi’s knee.

"WAIT! I’ll speak!" Babi exclaimed before she could be hurt again. She gulped, thinking she had no upper hand to make the woman scared of her, and she needed to be wise if she wanted to be alive.

"Good choice," the woman grinned and put the needles away, anticipating an answer.

"I am honest. I don’t know where they housed the kids—!" Babi was cut off with a scream when she saw the woman grab the needle. "WAIT! LET ME FINISH!" she exclaimed.

"Go on," the woman replied sternly.

"Okay... Okay. I may not know the exact location, but I have some leads. I-I can’t do much since I’m only one of the w-workers," Babi breath was raging, wondering if the answer she gave was enough to spare her life.

"Tell me everything," the woman urged Babi to say more.

"I heard the boss talked to a man named Danielo. He had a farm, which raised cows and other livestock," Babi replied, remembering how the conversation went, but she didn’t tell the whole details.

"Danielo, hmm," the woman hummed. She didn’t know anyone named Danielo, but she could check the farms in the city. It wouldn’t be easy, but at least she had a clue.

"Y-yes, that’s all I know. I’m restricted as well!" Babi exclaimed. She was frustrated that she needed to say that information that might harm her. After all, she was the only one who knew that.

"Hmm," the woman hummed and started to remove the needles on Babi’s knees and threw them away.

"A-are you letting me go?" Bbai asked hopefully. She didn’t want to die yet and wanted to save enough money to buy herself freedom.

The woman stood up and placed the needle container on the table. She picked something and glanced at Babi. "I’ll think about it," she replied before swinging a bat on Babi’s head, causing her to lose consciousness.

"I’ll make sure you check if you’re telling the truth," the woman whispered. She threw the bat to the side before dragging Babi’s body into a makeshift bed. She tightened the thick chains to ensure she couldn’t escape.

The woman rummaged in her bag and took a dextrose. She placed the needle into Babi’s vein and ensured it dripped well.

"That will last you two days," the woman stated and was satisfied with her work. She just needed to guarantee that Babi would still be alive when she returned.

The woman left the room and shut the door, leaving Babi in the darkness with a single lamp hanging on the wall.

The following day, the woman returned to her shop and opened its business as if nothing had happened.

"Ah, you’re up early, Miss Lucia," an elderly woman asked. She was a frequent customer to buy flowers for his late husband.

"Yes, I can’t sleep last night, Misis Belo," Lucia replied. She gave her brightest smile while hiding the bruise on her hand.

Lucia searched for information about all people with a farm last night but couldn’t find a man named Danielo. She was pissed and angry that Babi might be lying, but she needed to double-check before confronting her.

"Are you having nightmares?" Misis Belo asked in concern. She waited a few minutes after Lucia set up her place and entered.

"I can’t easily fall asleep," Lucia replied shyly. "Would you like to order something?" she asked, diverting the topic.

"Ah! Yes, another rose for my husband. The red ones, he always likes them in red. You know, like blood," Misis Belo replied and chuckled.

Lucia found it uncomfortable that Misis Belo compared blood to roses, but she didn’t ask further as it might be her coping mechanism for her husband’s death.

"Yes, I have some deep red roses in stock today," Lucia replied, pulling another batch of roses for Misis Belo to choose.

"Beautiful as always. You don’t disappoint me. Please wrap them up quite nicely," Misis Belo replied and paid the amount.

Misis Belo stared at Lucia the whole time, and she found her feminine and soft, a perfect in-law for her.

"It’s done. Thank you for stopping by," Lucia stated sweetly.

"And you’re welcome!" Misis Belo exclaimed joyfully. She was about to leave but stopped and returned to where Lucia stood.

"I would like to invite you for tomorrow’s dinner at my house," Misis Belo stated hopefully. Her eyes widened in anticipation that Lucia would agree.

"Thank you for that offer, Misis Belo, but I don’t think I’m worthy enough to be your guest," Lucia replied, lowering her head.

Misis Belo was known as a wealthy widow, but she remained faithful to her late husband and didn’t remarry even though some old men tried to woo her.

In that society, Lucia belonged to low average income workers and wasn’t in the same tax bracket as Misis Belo.

Lucia was concerned that her plans might get spoiled if she mingled with rich and powerful people. After all, she wanted to do her projects in discrete without any involvement.

"I insist. It’s been lonely for a while of being alone at the table. My son is always busy with the family business and doesn’t have time for his poor mother," Misis Belo sighed while shaking her head in disappointment.

"I’m sorry to hear that," Lucia replied. She was reluctant since she wanted to use that time to search for farms, but a nice and expensive meal sounded too appealing for her to reject.

After all, Lucia had been eating cheap food to manage her finances even though she had a lot of money in hand.

"Please, just one dinner," Misis Belo insisted. She grabbed Lucia’s hand and begged her to agree.

Lucia frowned, but she nodded in accord. She didn’t want to lose a loyal customer, which brought her extra income.

"Tell me what time and place. I’ll be there," Lucia replied with a forced smile, hoping it wouldn’t take long.