All Chapters of The Bet: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Why do you think they're up to something?” Elen was suspicious too, but had to confirm first a few facts.“I have no idea.” Jo whispered.They both were sitting with hair dye, masks on their faces, while the manicurists did their nails.Instead of wasting time in the hairdressing and beauty studio recommended by Patrick, they went to a place where they could have the same treatments in two, maximum three hours, and not waste half a day.“They wanted to throw me out of the house at all costs.” Jo said, looking at the mirror in front of her. In such a state, she could easily scare people around.“This is no adequate evidence.”“I will be more precise. Your brother was trying to use his charm and spitted a lot of bullshit.”“Ah, his wise arguments.” Elen laughed.“He behaved like a typical Mr Wise. You know what I am talking about, don't you?”

Standing in front of the building, where her apartment was located, Jo had some idea about what was going on inside.“All clear! Almost!” She stated, looking at the van with a familiar logo, in the parking lot in front of the premises.“What is clear?” Elen had no clue what her friend was talking about.“Do you see that van?”“Yes. What’s the matter?”“I bet that I will find employees of this interior finishing company in my apartment.”"Can you afford such an exclusive service?” Elen knew that the company charged astronomical amounts. She was aware that Jo had money, but didn’t like to spend unnecessari

Eventually, somewhere in her antiquities, Jo found a very old dress in a shade of royal cobalt. She wondered if it could still be worn. Many years had passed since she had it on."Try it!" Elen began to encourage her. “It’s your color! It highlights the tone of your eyes.”“The dress is well over ten years old and it has a history.”“There is no age tag. This fabric is amazing and the cut, although conservative is extravagant.” Elen touched the dress which was made of a delicate, flowing material. “Tell me about its history.”“Not today, please.”Jo took off the red gown and hung it up back in the closet. She had doubts whether she should take the cobalt one ou

Jo checked all the flight tickets carefully. She was appalled, but there was little she could do. At this point, she had to submit and accept the elders' decision. It was still wiser than visiting her parents and sister anyway.“Ruthless bastard!” She cursed.“I think this way is safer. The situation is delicate and developmental as this fucking ‘game’ is going on too much.” Nick commented stoically. He learned all the details this morning and was truly worried.Matthew, despite his headache and hangover, observed him carefully. Judging by his calmness, it meant he knew what was inside the envelope. Probably he was aware of all the turns of events.“What’s going on?” Mike wondered what was wrong with all of them this

It was strangely quiet when she woke up early the next morning. ‘Were the rest of them still asleep?’ Jo wondered. ‘Impossible! They are morning people!’She was surprised to see the living room in perfect order. She found a lot of boxes full of food on the table in the kitchen. Has everyone already had breakfast? She couldn't hold back her astonishment. Was it possible that they had gone shopping somewhere?Soon, it all became clear. She found a note stuck on the refrigerator. The guys had gone for a run, and Patrick's father had sent them food. She wouldn't mind accepting that treat as she was not able to do much, with only her left hand.She was in Paris! Once again she found herself in a place she loved and wanted to make the best of it.