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Erika studied Adrian’s expression and smirked when she saw what she was looking for. His rage and frustration left her satisfied.

"Stop talking!" he yelled. He didn’t want to admit that he was indeed afraid that if Ethan was to reach him, he could loose his life.

"You can’t stop from talking, Adrian, because what I’m saying is the truth. Just wait and see how you are going to loose everything just like before. You will beco poor again and all your secrets will be revealed."

"What secret are you talking about?" Adrian questioned her through gritted teeth.

Erika scoffed before she replied, "Did you think that I believe you are a travel agent and so is Viper? I’m not stupid Adrian. It’s so obvious you are doing sothing illegal and I’m going to find out about it," she promised.

When she saw Adrain’s aggravated red face, she smiled in satisfaction. "If I were you Adrian, I would let go because if you think about it, it’s not worth loosing your life in such a way," she tried to scare him so more even though there could only be a slight opportunity that he would be fazed by it.

"You are not going to go anywhere because you belong right here with . If Ethan shows up here, I will kill him and bury him in your presence, you know why?" He asked her. Erika only stared at him but didn’t respond. "It’s because Ethan is very sick and he’s in the hospital. Ethan has a bullet in the end and the doctor is not even sure if he will be able to survive it. I also heard that he can’t rember his own family mbers so there’s a chance that he might not even rember you," he revealed mockingly.

Stunned, Erika stared at Adrian and hoped he was only trying to scare her. Not wanting to reveal her weak side, she firmly stood and uttered with assurance,

"Whether Ethan is sick or not sick, I will just tell you this one more ti, Adrain, he is coming for you so you’d better be worried for yourself. You might go out but never co back."

On the other hand, Adrian frowned at her threat and disappeared from the living room without saying anything anymore.

As soon as Erika was left alone in the living room, Felicia ca out and clapped her hands happily. She had been eavesdropping on them since they arrived in the living and was shocked when she heard that Ethan was alive but had mory loss. She stared down at Erika who was still standing, trying to catch her breath, and snorted.

If there was a possibility that Ethan forgot all about Erika, she would be even happier than she already was.

"I bet you must be happy now aren’t you?" Felicia questioned Erika with a raised eyebrow before she suddenly hissed. "Here we were, thinking that Ethan was dead but look, he’s alive. Seems that the heavens adore you and do not want you to be sad anymore" she sized Erika up before she added, "That annoys because you always seem to get everything working well in your life even after you’ve already ruined mine."

"What can I say? I must be made different from the likes of you," Erika remarked with the sa tone of sarcasm that Felicia had used.

"You sure do have the audacity to talk back at ," Felicia retorted with a glare.

Erika tilted her head to look at Felicia very closely and asked, "Why didn’t you co out of your room to listen to our conversation more closely but chose to eavesdrop instead? Don’t tell you were afraid that Adrian might hit you the sa way he did yesterday."

Flustered, Felicia felt her cheeks turn warm in embarrassnt. She didn’t understand how Erika always found out about everything and how she always had the right remarks to make. It annoyed her.

"If I were you Erika, I would leave here because no one likes you here. Even Adrian who always brags about his love for you, I’m not sure that he still loves you," Felicia tried to advise Erika like a good friend. If only she knew that Erika was already getting prepared for that.

When Erika didn’t respond to her, she continued,

"I wonder what Adrian and Ethan saw in you. You are just a nobody, a cheap whore, and a husband snatcher. You took Adrian from and Ethan as well. Don’t you have any single ounce of sha left on you? For goodness sake, you are a woman. Save so dignity for yourself."

As soon as those words left her lips, Erika erupted into waves of laughter. She couldn’t believe she was being preached by the real whore.

Embarrassed, Felicia tugged on her scarf to cover her face more properly. She glared at Erika who was still laughing at her and wished she could just cut off her head.

On the other hand, Erika cald down and stared at Felicia who was trying to preach to her earlier.

"Can you just stop being delusional? You said what?" Erika pointed a finger at herself before she continued, "Before, you said I stole Adrian from you, and now Ethan?" As much as she tried to muffle her laughter, Erika couldn’t handle it and laughed out loud again, this ti, even louder than the first ti which drove Felicia completely mad.

Her fists itched to hit Erika as she clenched them tightly, digging her nails in her palm as if she wanted to draw out her own blood.

"You never cease to amaze Felicia, you never have. It’s like you can’t help but utter senseless things sotis. When did you et Ethan and how did I steal him away from you, please elaborate?" Erika said in between her laughter.

"Don’t you dare pretend because you know exactly what I’m talking about? You stole both Adrian and Ethan away from . The n that I loved deeply."

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