Bossy President You Are So Bad

Chapter 18 Book Tables to Play Mahjong

Bruce stared at the card, startled.

This was…

There were only two pass-cards in the world. It was heard that one belonged to Alan Lewis, Kelvin’s

elder brother. It seemed that another one was given to Becca.

"Where did you get it, Becca?" Bruce exclaimed. Those who had this card must have a special

relationship with Master Lewis.

Laura could not believe either. Although she didn't know about this card, seeing Bruce's look, her

superiority seemed to be crushed.

"It’s none of your business. Manager, I just ask you, can I book them all?" Becca raised up her chin

arrogantly.

The manager picked up his phone and went over to make a phone call. Less than a moment later, he

walked to Becca humbly.

"It’s my pleasure to serve for you." He bent over Becca.

"You …" Maria was totally stunned.

Others were also too astonished to say anything.

"Becca," Laura pulled Becca’s sleeves, saying artificially, "I know you are trying to give me a big

wedding ceremony, but this is too big."

However, she misunderstood. She thought the Davis family had been regarded as the prominent of the

South city, but she did not know when Becca had made friend with people in Nova.

However, there were four shareholders of Nova. If the person Becca had relationship with was not

Kelvin, she thought she was still the winner...

"Who says I'm going to give you a big wedding ceremony?" Becca got rid herself of Laura very

unceremoniously, saying, "Are you dreaming? You a bitch are not satisfied with having sex with your

brother-in-law but also fond dreaming that me a victim will arrange a gorgeous wedding ceremony for

you? Even if I did so, aren’t you afraid I will prepare poisonous dishes for you? "

"You!" John was anxious. Becca said loudly so that the passers-by heard her words and gossiped

about them.

"So what do you want to do?"

"Can't I book them all and play mahjong?" Becca said proudly, "Manager, you don't say that you

wouldn't let people play mahjong here, do you?" Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The manager smiled, "We’ll listen to your command."

"Becca," Albert frowned, "Stop making a fuss."

He knew that Becca was vengeful. But, after all, it was a matter of the two families. She went so far.

"It's okay." Laura soothed everyone, "Becca has this interest. We don't have to bother her. Anyway,

now the wedding invitation has not been sent out. Another day is okay."

"No matter which day you choose, there will be no sites for your wedding." Becca blinked, "I will book

them all in advance and play mahjong on your wedding day."

"Becca!" John was angry, and raised his hand to fan over, "I must teach you a lesson today."

Becca had been ready on guard at John’s following movements, so she flexibly flashed. As a result,

John did not touch her anymore.

"Do you think I'll let you beat me up?" Becca stared, "Dad, we both are your daughters. When I married

Albert, you never cared about my wedding, but only said it could not be extravagant. And now it's the

turn of Laura. You want to hold a big one? Didn't you tell me you loved me after Mom died? Why is it so

different now? "

"You are kind and others will be kind to you." John pointed to her, "You look at how spoiled you have

been. Are you half as considerate as Laura? I do owe you and you always make a fuss at home.

Family troubles are not a thing to be talked about in public..."

Oh! She was making a fuss. Becca really mourns for himself.

"I’m really not as considerate as her. She is so considerate that she slept with her brother-in-law."

Becca said.

"Becca!" Albert hurried to stop her, looking around, "If you want to make a mess, you’d better talk with

me first You shouldn’t condemn us here"

"Do you think you are respectable?" Becca refused. Seeing Albert with them stood together accusing

her, she was in despair.

At the age of 17, they promised to choose the same college and major. He knew all her likes and all her

thoughts. He knew she hated Maria and Laura, and how eager she was to escape from the choking

family. But when she thought that he was her splendid sun which brought her warmth and brightness,

he pushed her into the abyss.

"Becca, all is my fault. You should blame me but stop insulting father and Albert" Laura cried.

Familiar with Laura’s playing self pity which always works very well in gaining sympathy and guiding

others to point the fingers at her, Becca sneered, and resolutely turned away.

It was enough. She was really fed up with everything. Anyone else could recognize Laura’s hypocrisy,

but the people she cared about most couldn't figure it out.

After all, Kelly was a businessman and comforted others.

Becca walked out of the hall. Her arrogance was gone, and grievance overwhelmed her. She hid in the

bathroom, and did not want to be seen by anyone.

If she could, she wanted to be a good daughter instead of tit-for-tat with his father.

If she could, she also wanted to be like Laura, and cry in front of Albert for his protection.

She did nothing wrong. She just wanted to live a stable life, but why was this ordinary life a rarity for

her?

Becca washed her face in the washstand, looked up, but saw a figure in the mirror.

"Becca," Laura appeared at the door, whose look had already not been just that pitiful, but cunning.

"Damn bitch. You ruin my marriage. I know you are happy now. Crying for your losing Albert? That’s

great."