She Becomes A Hot Sensation After A Scandalous Affair
Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Chapter 57

Valerie had fully expected her cousin to completely forget all the stupid things he had said and done last night, so she came prepared.

"You should listen to this voice note first." Valerie forwarded the voice note that the drunken Lance sent last night.

Lance had a bad feeling when he got the voice note. Part of his mind told him he shouldn’t click on it to save embarrassment, but he was curious, so he took a deep breath and clicked on it.

He listened to the whole thing and quickly threw his phone to the wall when the voice note was about to repeat itself.

Unfortunately for him, the voice note kept playing, now at full volume.

Lance listened in horror a few more times before grabbing his phone and deleting the voice note.

"Hello? Lance? Are you there?" Valerie asked, as she heard a commotion on the phone.

"Yeah, I’m here," Lance said calmly, but heaven knew how much he dreaded his action last night.

"You also had a call with Madeline, demanding her to return to the United States immediately. I have it recorded as well, so I’ll send it to you and let you have peace of mind for a while," Valerie said. "Don’t forget to call me once you’ve recovered."

Beep.

—

Valerie sent the recorded three-way call between them, and Lance listened to it dreadfully.

His face sank when he realized how wimpy he sounded last night. He was like a teen boy in love. He even begged like an idiot.

Lance put his phone down and sat on the sofa, defeated. He massaged his temple as he got a sudden headache. He finally recalled everything after he listened to the voice note and the recorded call.

"Fuccck..." Lance cursed himself, as he knew he fucked up big time. "I shouldn’t have drunk so much while watching her highlights. It burns my throat and my mind."

Lance didn’t know why he would overreact to the video highlights. Yes, Madeline and Zane kissed at the poolside, and yes, she dried his hair like they were long-time lovers.

But that shouldn’t be enough to poison his mind, right? He wasn’t an idiot who let his emotions get the better of him.

Lance grabbed his phone again and rewatched the video highlights Valerie had sent last night.

He wasn’t drunk right now, but when he saw how Madeline and Zane looked so good together, it didn’t sit right with him. The second watch already made him extremely uncomfortable, and on the third watch, his heart started burning from the inside.

It was an excruciating burn that made him want to enter the video and punch that bastard, Zane Eastwood, straight in the face.

Lance quickly deleted the video before he watched it for the fourth time. It was too much for him, and he didn’t want to spend the whole day getting angry over nothing.

’Why would I get angry at this?’ Lance pondered as he went to the kitchen to make an espresso. He stared dazedly at his freshly brewed espresso, wondering if something was wrong with him. ’Why would I overreact over this? Madeline is doing her job perfectly as a controversial celebrity. I should be happy that she’s great at this.’

Lance’s gaze darkened when he was reminded of Madeline’s gentle kiss for another man. ’But does she really need to look so convincing? How am I supposed to trust her when she looks so happy kissing that bastard?’

’Clearly, my lips should taste better. I can feel her sweet lips, and she surely can feel mine, too.’

’And what’s with drying his hair? Why didn’t she do that to me instead? She is MY contractual girlfriend,’ Lance complained.

But then he realized that they hadn’t had any meaningful interaction yet.

Lance was so busy with his work in the office and wanted Madeline’s infamy to skyrocket as soon as possible, so they hadn’t had any time to interact outside of the lover’s contract they had signed before.

"So that bastard is her real boyfriend, huh?" Lance chuckled. "Who am I kidding? She’s fucking gorgeous. Of course, it’s not hard for her to hook another man."

Lance pinched the teacup in his hand. He was so angry because he thought Madeline had already broken up with her boyfriend after Lance told her so.

Lance sighed as he had the urge to smash this teacup out of rage. He put it down and took a deep breath. ’Calm down, Lancelot. Let’s find a way out of this problem.’

He was thinking of a solution, then pondered, ’What if I give her another contract? She can date her current boyfriend, but tell the public we are dating instead. After all, I only need her for my plan to ruin my family image, nothing more than that, right?’

He projected the image of Madeline and Zane having a real date while he had to pretend to be nice to Madeline, and his entire body simply rejected it.

"No, that’s not impossible," Lance rejected. "She is mine, no matter what."

...

It took a while for Lance to realize what he had just said.

"What the fuck, Lancelot!?" Lance cursed himself for saying an idiotic thing. He didn’t understand how he could get so emotional over a naive and dumb woman like Madeline.

He knew that her beauty wasn’t the only reason. She was breathtakingly gorgeous, but so were many of his flings and exes in the past.

"So why am I overreacting?" Lance asked himself.

He went for the second espresso shot and stared at the freshly brewed espresso in his cup.

"What are we, Madeline Rose?" Lance wondered. "Or have I been jumping to conclusions the whole time? I thought you’d be into me. But you’re the first who dared to two-time me."

Lance drank the whole espresso shot in one gulp, feeling the bitterness spread in his tongue and throat, making sure to wash over the trace of wine from last night.

He put the espresso cup on the table and muttered, "You are my property, Madeline Rose. You’re playing a dangerous game with the wrong man."