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Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 428

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 428

Chapter 428 Am Not Beautiful?

*Ingrid didn’t dare to play hardball before the two shareholders. She still cared about her reputation.

Ingrid thought, I didn’t know that Cindy would have such a trick up her sleeve. / underestimated

her. Can it be that Declan came up with such an idea?

Ingrid shot one glance at the dying man on the bed and wondered, Can he use his brain?

“Ms. Petersen, you may leave now. After the lawyer comes, we will start the notarization,” Layne

said.

“Don’t you trust us?” Frederick asked.

“Come on! You two are the founding members of the company. I trust you, of course. However, my uncle is in a poor state of health. I am afraid that he can’t make an effective will without a cool head…”

Layne interrupted Ingrid, “Don’t worry. There will be a thorough examination before the

notarization. We won’t let Mr. Petersen make a will till he has a clear head. This will is just a precaution. It will be best if Mr. Petersen can pull through.”

“I can’t agree more!” Ingrid forced a smile. She decided to leave because she knew that she

couldn’t achieve her goal today. “Cindy, please take good care of my uncle!” Ingrid said

meaningfully

Cindy smiled coldly and didn’t bother to see Ingrid off.

Ingrid left the hospital. She got mad at the thought of her failure. My plan went on well before the two old men appeared. They have been idle for a long time, so why did they get involved in this matter all of a sudden? Ingrid thought.

It wouldn’t be easy for Ingrid to bribe Layne and Frederick now. Moreover, the Petersen Group was under the spotlight recently, and the media paid close attention to it. Ingrid didn’t dare to make a mistake at a critical moment like this.

Ingrid had spent a lot of time and energy on this plan, and it was perfect, apart from some small errors. It is weird that they haven’t found Vicente or his whereabouts yet. Ingrid thought.

Ingrid knew some men in the underworld. Why can’t they find Vicente? Can Vicente have the power

of invisibility? Ingrid wondered

This variable annoyed Ingrid.

Ingrid thought for a while in the car. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. “Have you found Vicente?”

“Not yet?” Ingrid inserted her fingers into her hair and became agitated. “Shouldn’t it be a piece of cake for you to find a person? Is it so difficult? What have you done? I don’t care where he is, at home or abroad, I need to know his whereabouts!”

Is it so difficult to find out where one is? I haven’t told them to bring Vicente back yet. Ingrid

thought

After deliberation, Ingrid started the car and drove to a hotel.

Abel lived in a hotel. He wouldn’t buy a house for a visit here. Ingrid knew which hotel and which

room Abel lived in.

“Send a bottle of red wine to Room 1818,” Ingrid said to the receptionist before going upstairs.

Then, Ingrid took the elevator upstairs.

Ingrid was alone in the elevator because few people lived on high floors. Ingrid took out her lipstick from the small bag she carried and refined her makeup before the mirror in the elevator. Then, she pulled off her hairband, spread her hair behind her back, and pulled some to her chest.

Looking in the mirror, Ingrid saw a coquettish woman.

The elevator stopped. Ingrid put away her lipstick and walked straight to Room 1818.

Ingrid had pressed the doorbell a few times when the door was pulled open from the inside. Abel stood in the room with water dripping down his hair. Abel wrapped himself in a large bathrobe. It seemed he had just taken a shower.

There was still heat around Abel. With strong muscles and dark eyes, Abel looked like a cheetah ready to attack. Ingrid suddenly felt nervous.

Ingrid was good at planning, had a full plan, and got herself prepared for it. However, she was still nervous because it was her first time doing such a thing.

“You?” Abel narrowed his eyes. He didn’t expect Ingrid to appear here and at this hour.

“Yes, me!” Ingrid smiled, swallowed her saliva, pushed Abel into the room, walked in, and closed

the door behind her.

“Well, are you unhappy to see me?” Ingrid sat down on a sofa casually, crossed her slender legs in a beautiful curve, and looked up at Abel. “How disappointing. I thought this would be a good surprise for you.”

Abel smiled and sat opposite Ingrid. He casually picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table,

took out a cigarette, lit it, and bit it in his mouth. “Did you come to seduce me?”

“Given my status, do I need to do so?” Ingrid’s voice was seductive and soft. “Even if I did, am I not beautiful enough to bewitch you?”

After blowing out a smoke ring. Abel bent down and approached Ingrid. Ingrid held her head high to show her perfect neck and stared at Abel with affection in her watery eyes.

Abel pinched Ingrid on her chin, lifted it, and scrutinized Ingrid as if he was evaluating a product. At last, Abel said, “You are very beautiful!”

“Uh-huh!” Ingrid smiled at the praise.

“However, I have seen a lot of beautiful women.” Abel let go of Ingrid coldly. “Do you think there are no beautiful women in Washington?”

What Abel had said and done greatly humiliated Ingrid.

Ingrid was proud of her beauty and firmly believed that she would achieve something if she devoted herself to the entertainment industry. Ingrid had no rich friends who were more beautiful than her. However, Ingrid felt slighted by Abel.

“I know that Washington doesn’t lack beauties. However, is there a woman as beautiful and capable as I?” Ingrid lay on her side and her good figure was revealed.

Ingrid took off her coat at the door, so she wore only a slinky black dress. Her good figure became obvious after she lay on the sofa.

It was an invitation. Ingrid thought that no man could resist her seduction and that all men would get a nosebleed for her.

Abel stood there and looked down at Ingrid coldly.

The temperature in the hotel room seemed to be rising slowly. Right then, the doorbell rang, and the red wine was delivered.