Chapter 430 - Futile Competition
Chapter 430 - Futile Competition
"We grew up together, and Julian really cares for me, wherever I go he always goes. But his life is very unlucky because he married a stupid woman like you". Viona explained while emphasizing the stupid word in front of Qiara.
Qiara was silent because she felt that it was not the time for her to speak.
"One more thing you need to know, me and Zio are very close. He already called me Mama, Julian often slept beside me because he said he was always comfortable whenever he was beside me". Viona said again, who tried to stir up Qiara.
Hearing Viona's narrative, Qiara felt sorry for her because she had made up such a good story.
"What a pathetic old woman, she should have been married considering her old age. But, why is she cackling after someone's husband?". Inner Qiara.
"Why are you silent? Did Julian not want to meet you and show your son so that you use this path?". Viona asked while raising her eyebrows while looking disgustedly at Qiara.
"I don't have to try to meet them, because they will come to me themselves". Qiara replied with a sweet smile.
"Hahaha...".
Viona chuckled as she covered her mouth gracefully at Qiara's confident expression.
"As I thought, it turns out that Julian doesn't consider you important in his life, and I'm sure that Julian is just wrong and will come back to me soon if he comes to you. Just so you know, Julian and I have often slept together. You don't ask why, because for Adult men like Julian need a woman who can satisfy him when a stupid woman leaves him". Said Viona who kept trying to make Qiara hurt.
Qiara's heart ached at Viona's words, she didn't want Julian to sleep with Viona.
"Julian is only mine, he and his body should not be touched by anyone other than me. Julian is my husband and the only man I love. Should I believe?". Inner Qiara.
"I don't care what you say. Besides, it won't be that easy for you to get Julian because I'm going to get in your way, and I think all women will do the same because Julian is handsome and rich". Qiara said with a smile hiding her anger.
Hearing Qiara's words, Viona's expression immediately turned dark. "So you mean, you want to compete with me to get Julian back?".
"Correctly". Qiara stated confidently because Julian was already hers without Viona's knowledge so the winner was definitely her.
"Are you sure you can win from me?".
"Winning and losing is a rare affair, the important thing is we compete in a healthy manner first. How?". Qiara pretended to challenge Viona not to be suspected.
Actually, Qiara did not really worry about who won or lost because the person who was stolen was her husband. It could be said that she had done vain things with Viona, even though she knew that but she still followed Viona's wishes.
Because she doesn't want to look weak and sad like before, it is enough that she is belittled, insulted and frustrated by the divorce, apart from love affairs she just wants to focus on pursuing her dreams and making her children and husband happy.
What is left behind is to live in the past, bright and new days must be welcomed happily without presenting a tiring past. Because the past is enough to be a lesson, she has the right to be happy.
"The separation for five years has taught me many things about growing up as a woman alone, the presence of a woman like Viona made me even more aware that I was the luckiest person to have husbands and children like Julian and Zio. Therefore, I will not let them. seized by anyone". Inner Qiara.
"I accept your challenge, but just so you know, Julian is a person who will never pick up what has been thrown away. So, you should back off first before you embarrass yourself!". Said Viona.
"It is better for me to be ashamed than to give up before fighting, I will not say anything to make you resign, because it is only done by a loser". Qiara said.
Viona's expression grew darker, she did not expect that Qiara's mouth was still as impudent as yesterday. However, she still tried to hold back her anger.
"Well if you have decided, if I lose then I'm ready to be your slave". Viona did not hesitate when she said she would become Qiara's slave.
Qiara smiled as she said. "I don't need a spoiled slave like you, but if it's your stake then I'll gladly accept it".
Viona clenched her fists at Qiara's words, which seemed so arrogant as if she was trying to tell Viona that she would win, of course she would win, because even without a match she had won. Should we pretend that Viona is dumb at this?
"This bastard girl turns out to be fearless, even though I had threatened her in such a way but she still didn't back down. Damn, if like this my task increases. Because this girl is close to Maxwell so I have to be careful!". Viona thought as she clenched her fists.
"But, if you lose then you are strictly forbidden to meet Zio and Julian". Viona continued with a sly smile.
"Why should I disappear? Are you afraid Julian will be tempted if I keep appearing in front of him? Are you that desperate to compete with a woman like me?". Qiara asked while hiding a smile on the corner of her lips.
Qiara really irritated Viona from the beginning of her words to this second.
"Okay, I agree with your words". Qiara said again before Viona answered her question which provoked Viona's emotions.
"Okay, deal". Viona said as she stretched her hand towards Qiara sarcastically.
She ignored Qiara's question because Qiara's question was just trash for her that didn't need to be served.
"OK agree!". Qiara smiled as she shook Viona's hand.
After finishing the rather tense conversation, Qiara immediately said goodbye to enter the hotel.
However, Qiara did not enter the Hall, instead looking for a toilet to hide in. Because she couldn't possibly enter if there was Viona on the show because that would reveal her identity.
Hotel toilet.
After she got to the toilet, Qiara immediately made a call to Julian so that Julian wouldn't wait for her. Besides, she thought again that she was not ready to meet Julian's in person.
"Where are you?".. Asked Julian from across the phone in a whisper.
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