A Love Trap novel Chapter 18

As soon as they got home, Ashley dashed straight into her bedroom. Ellie didn't call after her or follow her to her room. With a shrug, she went to the kitchen and prepared their dinner. Ashley did not leave her room until her bestie called her to eat.

"What were you doing in your bedroom?" Ellie asked curiously.

"You'll know it tomorrow," Ashley replied. Without another word, she ate her meal quickly. In no time, she got up and put her dishes in the sink. Before leaving the kitchen, she flashed Ellie a mysterious smile and disappeared into her bedroom again.

Ellie shook her head, wondering whether the posts and comments on the forum had irritated her best friend.

As she lay on her bed, Ashley opened the QQ app, her eyes glued on her phone screen.

She started to text to one of her QQ friends.

AAAAshley: "Hello?"

Skyline: "Hi, little pretty. You finally contacted me." A crying face followed the sentence.

AAAAshley: "Well, I have got my hands full lately. So how are you?"

Skyline: "Fine. I don't have much work to do. What's up, little pretty?"

AAAAshley: "You said you're one of the best hackers out there, right? I hope you can do me a favor."

After she sent the message, she waited for a while but there was no reply.

Resting her head on her hand, she wondered if she had been rude. Maybe her request was too straightforward.

As she texted a new message, another message notification popped up.

Skyline: "Sorry. I was getting takeout. So what is it, little pretty? Leave it to me and I will help you take care of it, I promise." At the end of his message was a blushing face.

Wasting no time, she quickly shared him with what had happened to her at the office. And she asked him to help her pay back in kind.

Skyline: "Little pretty, those people are too bad. How could they treat you that way? Don't worry about it now. I know what to do. I will teach them a hard lesson for you."

AAAAshley: "Thank you! I will treat you to a meal. Your choice!"

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His promise set her mind at rest. She had no idea what was waiting for her tomorrow in the company.

After taking a shower, she fell asleep quickly.

Somewhere else in the city, in a high-end bar, four enchanting men sat in a luxurious booth, each having their own different appeal. They drank their wine leisurely once in a while.

One had a rather innocent face, and he was around his early twenties. As he broke into laughter, he flashed his two tiger teeth, which made him even more adorable.

His hand held onto his glass of brandy, while the other held onto his phone. A beaming smile spread on his face as he looked over at the screen. He looked like a lad in love for the first time.

"Oh, man!" grumbled Francis Nan sitting next to him. There was an unease that overwhelmed him. He crossed his arms over his chest and started rubbing his hands against his limbs, trying to get rid of the goosebumps running across his body.

Francis Nan stared at Greyson Yun, his charming eyes glittering under the dim lights. There was repulsion all over his face, and he instinctively moved far away from the giggling young lad.

As soon as Greyson Yun put his cell phone aside, he met Francis' resigned eyes. The dazzling smile on his face was soon replaced with a disgruntled look as he took in Francis' reaction.

Suddenly, something amusing occurred to him, and he broke into laughter again. Instead of throwing a tantrum, he only gave him an angry snort.

Upon seeing this, Francis Nan shrugged his shoulders in relief. He tugged the sleeve of another man beside him and whispered, "What's wrong with Greyson? His laughter is kind of creepy and weird. Is he dating someone?"

The man he asked emanated a gentle air. He cast a quick glance at Greyson. "Perhaps he is," the man replied.

His voice was calm, and he treated others nicely. However, the distant look in his eyes implied that his heart was closed and he would never open up to anyone in his entire lifetime.

"Don't think that I didn't hear what you said. But I am in a good good, so I will spare you today," Greyson Yun snorted, turning to Francis Nan.