Reborn: Another Chance to Leave U by Hazel Ramirez

Chapter 306 I Have Better Taste

Anaya and Hearst had been dating for two months. Anaya knew that though he looked serious, he was, in fact,

more playful than anyone else. He had a lot of ideas. If she agreed now, she would suffer at night.

Anaya refused to do that to her because of some card game. "Forget it. I'll play it myself."

Hearst didn't say anything else. He stepped down. In fact, he would do as he pleased at night whether she agreed

or not.

The words he said to her just now were just to tease her.

Anaya watched Hearst play a few rounds and basically figured out the rules.

But even so, she was still terrible at playing cards. Fortunately, Hearst was on the side. He helped her, so she

didn't lose.

Kelton had never won from the beginning until now. He had some complaints about their behavior. "Ana, this is

cheating! We are all alone here. And you're playing as a couple!"

Anaya raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then find a man to help you as well."

Kelton was dumbfounded.

He thought, even if I want to find someone, it's going to be a woman, OK?

Hearst glanced at Kelton and asked Anaya, "Do you want to drink something? I'll get it for you."

Anaya could tell that he was going to retreat. She hesitated for a few seconds and didn't stop him. "Juice. Freshly

squeezed."

She played a few rounds and got the gist. She figured that she could manage it without Hearst.

Hearst asked the others what they wanted to drink, and they told him.

Hearst wrote their requests down one by one and went out soon.

After he left, the sound of playing cards rang again in the room.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on the cards, Karen looked at the door hesitantly. After a while, she made up

her mind and quietly walked out.

The Lomas family did not have any full-time servants. Usually, they would ask people from the housekeeping

company to help clean up. There were guests today, so they invited two temporary chefs to come along as well.

At this time, the people from the housekeeping company had already gotten off work, and there was no one

outside the card room.

Hearst entered the kitchen, picked a few oranges, cut them, cut some apples, and mixed them in the juicer.

When the juice was finished, he turned to look for glasses.

Just as he turned around, he saw a person enter the kitchen door. Karen was wearing a knitted sweater when she

was upstairs. She had taken off the sweater and placed it somewhere. At that moment, she was only wearing a

lacy black tank top.

The neckline of the top was very low, and her breasts were half-showing. She looked sexy, mature, and charming.

She smiled at Hearst and explained, "I feel a bit hot because of the heater. I'm here to get some iced drinks."

Hearst glanced at her, retracted his gaze, and took glasses from the shelf.

Seeing that he did not even look at her twice, Karen frowned slightly, but her expression quickly returned to

normal.

She thought, given Hearst's position, countless women are willing to climb into his bed.

He has met so many vixens before. Showing my breasts alone isn't enough to make him interested.

I have to do something more to expose him, the hypocrite.

Karen walked naturally to the fridge, pulled open the fridge door, and took a glass of iced coke, pretending that she

was completely unaware of how much skin she was showing at that moment.

She took the can of coke and walked to Hearst's side, wanting to press her body against his, but he dodged.

Karen did not retreat. She deliberately said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Helms, can you help me open it? I just got my

nails done. I can't do it."

As she spoke, she wanted to approach Hearst again.

Hearst placed the glass filled with juice heavily on the table. He raised his head to look at Karen, his black eyes

filled with coldness.

"Ms. Birken, please behave yourself."

"Mr. Helms, what do you mean by this? I only asked you to help me open it..." Karen bit her lips, a bit aggrieved.

Hearst ignored her. He found a tray and prepared to leave with the drinks and fruit juice that he had prepared.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Karen immediately chased after him. "Mr. Helms..."

She wanted to hug Hearst from behind, but he suddenly took a step to the side. Karen was unable to stop, and she

lost her balance.

She was wearing 3-inch heels today. She stumbled a few steps, failing to stabilize, and she fell to the ground.

"Ms. Birken, there's no need for this."

Before Karen could get up, she heard a familiar female voice coming from the top of her head.

She looked up and saw Anaya looking at her from high above with eyes full of ridicule.

She tried to seduce a man, while the man's girlfriend saw everything. Though Karen was thick-skinned, she

couldn't help but panic a bit at this time.

She scrambled up from the ground, tidied up her hair, and said, "I accidentally fell."

After saying that, she wanted to go out of the kitchen.

Anaya moved and blocked her way.

Karen was so nervous that her palms were sweating. "Anaya, what do you want to do?"

Anaya first sized Karen's outfit up, and then she shifted her gaze to

Hearst. Her eyes narrowed. "You claimed to get some juice for me. Was it an excuse to come here and meet her

privately?" Faced with her question, Hearst calmly replied, "I have better taste."

Hearing his words, Karen felt that her face was burning hot as if she had been slapped in the face.

In terms of looks and figure, Anaya was indeed better than her.

She dared to seduce Hearst, because in her eyes, no matter how beautiful a man's girlfriend was, she couldn't

compete with other women.

Karen hooked up with men with beautiful wives before, so today, she was confident that she could seduce Hearst.

Karen figured that she had seen through men, that they thought nothing but sex. However, Hearst seemed to have

been the only exception.

The reason why Anaya asked that question was not that she did not believe in Hearst, but because Hearst always

tricked her. She finally

caught him making a mistake, and she wanted to take revenge on him.

Unexpectedly, before she could make a fuss, she was amused by his words.

He spoke ill of Karen in front of Karen herself. Hearst was probably one of the few men who would do that.

"So," Anaya kept smiling. "What happened here?"

Karen did not dare to make a sound. She turned her head and looked pitifully at Hearst, praying to him with her

eyes, asking him not to tell Anaya.

After all, they were at the Lomas' villa, and the Lomas family doted on Anaya. She made trouble here, and she

would be ridiculed tonight.

Hearst ignored Karen's gaze and lightly said, "It's what you think."

Anaya frowned and asked, "Did she touch you?"

"Not even my clothes." Hearing this, Anaya felt at ease.

If Karen touched Hearst, she might lose control and break Karen's hand.

Karen couldn't bear to listen to Anaya and Hearst's conversation anymore. She could not help but say, "Anaya,

move. I want to go out..."

"Go out?" The corners of Anaya's lips curved into a strange arc. "Alright. I'll send you off."