All Chapters of The Cursed Beauty and his Beast: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The moment he heard the bell rung, Irvin cleared his table and exited the room. He knows that Henrick won’t be picking him up. He had told him his whole day's agenda and why he would be absent in school. And six, he’ll be at the airport to give his parents a lift back to the mansion. At first, the plan was he’ll be joining him at the airport but Irvin purposely declined his request saying he had something important to do. Henrick didn’t expect his response and a little bit of suspicion yet Irvin just smiled at him and kept it a secret. “Donnie?” He called out to the young man standing beside Henrick’s sedan that Roy had used to drive him to the campus this morning. “What are you doing here? Where’s Roy?” He looked around to search for the old man but he didn’t see anyone in the parking lot other than the five cars that were driven by the VIPs and the two of them. “I got bored at their place so I asked him if I could pick you up and he agreed. So here I am.” He clarified. Donnie looke

The Evans were already in the mansion when Irvin and Donnie came home. Henrick greeted them at the main door and helped them carry the cake that they had bought in the mall. “You’re so sweet.” He cupped Irvin’s cheek as he praised him for his thoughtfulness. He only gave him a forced smile and bobbed his head lightly. They head to the dining room. The food is already served on the table but the chairs are empty. The couple hasn’t come down yet. On their way to their seats, Henrick had assured him that his parents would be joining them for dinner. Not that he was asking about them but his silence urged Henrick to tell him. Donnie silently watches his brother. He had noticed his odd timid behavior on their way home. There’s only one reason that he could think of. It has something to do with the talk that they had with Alexia. He wanted to ask him a question but he stopped himself. Thinking if he would ask for his thoughts, Irvin might interrogate him about what had happened in his pa

“You’re having an affair, Uncle?”Despite saying it in a soft, almost endearing tone, looking at how he stared at him, Max could tell that the younger one was mocking him. His jaw tightened as he felt his blood rushed to his head. “Give me that.” He stretched his left arm towards him but Zeff is more motivated to keep the letter. “Why are you doing this? Do you want money? Name your price.” He demanded.His brow arched at his offer. “Didn’t I own this place? I am rich! I don’t need your money.”Max cackled in disbelief. All of his suspicion of Zeff's personality finally comes to light. Others may adore his innocence and perseverance, Max felt that there’s something behind his smile. “Oh really? Give me back my stuff then. You already have everything, why want to mess with me, right?” He assured that Zeff could understand his threat. In a world of business, Zeff is still a cub in the middle of the wild. It may rule the place, he’s still weak and easily get eaten, he thought to himself.

“What are you doing here?” Irvin asked. Annoyed. He slightly pushed Henrick to the side just to keep him out of the sight of the customers even though he already knew that would be impossible to do. Knowing Henrick is taller than most of the crowd. No matter what he does he'll always be noticeable. Henrick took his hand. Holding it tightly as he stared at him straight in the eyes. The mixture of distress and longing was in his eyes that made Irvin daze for a second. The man scoffed. Seeing someone standing against him made him even more offended. His glare didn’t leave Henrick who’s nothing in mind but to check up on Irvin. He stepped closer, wanting to taunt him when he felt his arm being pulled back by one of his girl friends. Irvin couldn’t decipher what she’s saying. She’s too close to the arrogant man and whispers something. All he could tell is the woman knew Henrick because she’s side-eyeing Henrick while talking in his ears. “Oh really.” He let out another scornful laughter

Boone's brow arched at them. "Bet?" Zeke immediately held his hands up in front of them. Gesturing to stop whatever they were thinking. "It's not what you think." He said. Pleading with his eyes. "Y-Yeah. It's not what you think. It's just for fun, you know." Oliver said. Slightly leaning behind Zeke for defense. Inside his mind, he's ready to push Zeke if it means to give him time to escape them. Although he didn't want to betray his friend for his own sake, and knowing the two, they won't be able to beat Zeke if they choose violence today. He got the luck and charms to getaway torture. "And besides, it's not like we're helping her to woo…whoever she wants." Zeke added. Oliver actively bobbed his head to show his agreement to Zeke's words. "You do know that she's a family friend of ours. We don't know what you're talking about." "Pft." Oliver cracked up. "You see that?! They're the gullible ones, not us." Zeke crossed his arms and sighed. "You really didn't notice that she's ac