Game Over No Second Chances

Wendy's words set off a chain reaction.

The atmosphere was tense-guests were on edge, and staff members were rushing about. Their footsteps echoed throughout the villa.

Hidden in the shadows, Wendy clung to Melvin's arm, restraining the restless man beside her while keeping her sharp eyes locked on the villa's front gate.

"Serena, I can't wait to see you stumble out of there in disgrace, half-dressed and humiliated!"

But moments later, Serena did appear-but not how Wendy had expected. She emerged from a path near the villa and startled Wendy so much that she yelped from behind the bushes.

"What the hell?"

"What's wrong, babe?" Melvin lifted his head in response to Wendy's sharp whisper.

Serena was walking calmly toward the front entrance, only to be quickly stopped by a few alert maids.

"Mrs. Larson! It looks like your room was broken into-possibly by that pervert hiding inside. The situation isn't clear yet, so we can't let you go in."

"There are usually only a few of us and the butler on the island, so that creep must've come on the boat. Please wait just a little longer while we investigate.

"Your luggage has already been placed in another room..." The staff surrounded Serena attentively.

Melvin narrowed his eyes and suddenly yanked Wendy by the hair.

"Babe, who exactly is this woman you want revenge on? Why are Hugh's maids treating her with so much respect?

"And weren't we supposed to stage some scandalous scene inside the room? Why is she walking in from outside?"

Melvin had arranged the creep for the setup and paid a hefty sum to keep things quiet. But this as still Hugh's territory.

Worried about getting into trouble, he pulled Wendy roughly in front of him and growled, "Explain!"

The pain brought tears to Wendy's eyes.

She wanted to ask the same thing! Why wasn't Serena in the room? Then who made all that noise inside?

Now, being interrogated by Melvin, she felt a twinge of fear. If their plan got exposed, it would only push her further away from Zach.

After briefly hesitating, she clenched her jaw and said defiantly, "So what if she wasn't in the room? The plan failed-why are you freaking out?"

At that, Melvin released her.

Crude as her words were, she wasn't wrong. Since nothing had actually happened, maybe there was no need to panic.

Still, Melvin was curious about who that woman was.

Melvin looked like he was about to call someone over to investigate so Wendy quickly moved to stop him. She knew-once he found out who Serena really was, he might back off and refuse to help her take revenge.

So before he could act, she threw her arms around him and pressed a kiss to his lips.

With a smile, she asked, "What's there to check? She's not a Larson, and she's not part of the Larson family. Just some no-name woman from a second-rate background.

"A woman like that? She's yours to play with however you want. So what are you so afraid of?"

While suppressing her disgust, she traced her fingers across his chest.

Melvin was pleased by her words and pinched her waist hard. They flirted for a while longer, but neither had a reason to stay when the plan fell apart.

They slipped away behind the bushes, disappearing into the shadows.

As soon as they were far enough, Wendy furiously wiped every spot Melvin had touched. She glanced back at Serena, who was now being doted on like some goddess and nearly ground her teeth to dust.

Some bitches really were hard to kill. "You got lucky this time, Serena. But next time? You're dead."

Melvin reached for her wrist again, and Wendy barely suppressed her nausea.

If it weren't for Zach-if she wasn't so desperate to cling to something-she would've never lowered herself to entertain this greasy, middle-aged creep.

Meanwhile, Serena shivered suddenly. She glanced back at the bushes, sensing something... off. But the shadows were empty.

"That's strange..." She could've sworn someone had been watching her.noveldrama

A few maids rushed over, draping a warm coat over her shoulders and handing her a hot towel.

"Mrs. Larson, Mr. Larson has already ordered a full sweep of the island. Please wait here while we ensure everything's safe."

Serena's head throbbed from the lingering effects of the wine.

She had no idea Hugh's staff were this attentive.

Earlier, she and Hugh had heard a scream that sounded oddly familiar. Out of curiosity, they'd come to check it out. He'd left her at the front door while he went to handle security.

Now, the maids were insisting her room had been ransacked. The situation inside was still unclear Before she could protest, four maids had practically forced her to fest on a lounge chair.

But one thing still nagged at her. Why did the creep choose to trash her room?