She Becomes A Hot Sensation After A Scandalous Affair
Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Chapter 90

"But you looked so angry when Tia announced the winner. I thought you were angry at me," Jasmin said. "Look, I see you as my friend. I don’t mind giving all of the prize money I got if that will make you feel better."

Madeline looked over her shoulder and smiled at Jasmin, "I was just acting. I’m actually very happy about your win, Jasmin. Besides, didn’t I tell you I have a rich boyfriend?"

"Mr. Lancelot Grant?"

"Yeah, I guess..." Madeline’s smile dissipated. "Anyway, I was just adding drama for the last episode. But I’m more than happy for you. You told me that you want to restart your rap career, right? Use that money wisely for it."

"Thank you so much, Madeline..." Jasmin muttered. She grabbed their phones, which the staff had just returned, and said, "Please give me your phone number. I don’t want to lose contact with you."

Madeline turned on her phone, and she first noticed the dozens of texts from Lance.

She checked the date and realized it was all sent by Lance when he was drunk the day after the first game.

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Maddy, babe, why are you kissing another man?

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Am I not good enough?

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Why? I fell in love with you. I’m doing everything for you!

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Please don’t kiss him again. You’re going to make me cry!

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Or that’s what you want. Do you want me to cry? Then I will cry and beg.

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Baby, please don’t betray me like this...

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Other than those, the rest of his texts were a bunch of unreadable gibberish. So, he was definitely too drunk to make sense at that point.

Madeline’s lips thinned as she was also hurt reading these texts. Obviously, Lance was the one who started everything. She trusted him completely and believed that he would protect her.

She kissed Zane because she had to be crafty when thrown into this place, or she would face elimination in the first episode.

’So why are you acting like I’m the one who betrayed you? Why are you throwing the blame on me?’

Madeline didn’t understand what was on Lance’s mind and whether he actually wanted her to be his real girlfriend, keeping everything strictly business and contractual.

"Maddy?"

Jasmin snapped Madeline out of her daze. She lifted her head and said, "Give me your phone. I will type my number."

Jasmin handed her phone to Madeline, and she quickly registered her number in Jasmin’s contact

"Here’s my phone number. You can call me anytime." Madeline smiled. She turned around and started packing her belongings, which confused Jasmin.

"Maddy? Why are you packing your stuff right now? We still have a full day here, right?"

"Not for me," Madeline replied. "Lance wants me to go, so I have no choice but to leave."

"Your boyfriend... are you sure you want to go with him?" Jasmin asked. "He seems pushy and unfeeling."

"Yeah, I know, but I have to," Madeline replied. ’He is my ticket to stardom, after all.’

"Girl, you’re not being forced, right?" Jasmin asked again. "You are acting really sketchy with him, as if you two are in a forced relationship or something..."

Madeline paused for a moment, but then quickly stuffed everything inside her luggage and zipped it.

She turned around to face Jasmin and replied, "If he is forcing me, then I will be the first one to leave. Don’t worry. I know him better than anyone else."

"Are you sure?"

"More than sure." Madeline hugged Jasmin and then dragged her suitcase out of the bungalow. She smiled at Jasmin for the last time and said, "I hope you and Russel can have a good honeymoon around Southeast Asia. See you in a month, Jasmin."

Click.

Madeline pushed the door open, and her heart jumped when she saw Lance already standing in front of her with cold eyes.

"We need to leave the resort now. My hotel is near the airport," Lance said.

"Yeah, I know." Madeline gave her an equally cold shoulder as a treatment for punching Zane in the face. She pushed his shoulder and dragged her suitcase out of the bungalow.

Lance stared at Jasmin, who witnessed everything, and warned her, "Don’t you dare leak this to the media, Jasmin Fox."

**

Lance walked with Madeline side by side. He wanted to snatch the luggage’s handle and help Madeline, but the latter rejected him.

She clicked her tongue and said, "Just tell me where your car is. I don’t need your help, Mr. Grant."

Lance then tried to hold her free hand instead, and she also brushed it off.

In the end, Lance could only clench his fists.

The mix of anger and frustration brewed in his heart because this was the first time a woman threw a tantrum and gave him a cold shoulder.

The chauffeur put Madeline’s bag inside the car trunk and opened the backseat door for them.

But none wanted to come in first.

Lance frowned. "Ladies first," he said. "Or do you think this car is not good enough? Let me get you a better one."

Lance was about to call someone to get a better car, but Madeline quickly stopped him. "No, I just don’t want to sit next to you inside that car. I’ll take the front seat instead."

"What? Madeline, you are my girlfriend! Why wouldn’t you sit with me?! "

Madeline ignored Lance and opened the front passenger door herself. She sat on it, buckled up, and shut the car door.

The chauffeur looked at Mr. Grant helplessly.

"Madeline—!" Lance was almost at his limit. He had never been so disrespected, especially by a woman he paid to be his girlfriend.

Since there was no other spot, he was forced to sit in the backseat, staring at Madeline with an intense gaze.

But Madeline simply ignored him. She was really tired after so much shit happening at the same time.

All she wanted to do was fly back to Los Angeles and meet with her brother and mother.

’And forget everything that ever happened on this island.’