Master of Lust

Chapter 120: Rick Exits Evelina's house

Chapter - 120

Rick has just lounged comfortably on the bed, pulled out his phone when the room's tranquility was shattered by Evelina's dramatic entrance. Her eyes were ablaze with fury, and she exclaimed, "What the hell was that all about? Why would you sprout all that nonsense?"

Rick, feigning innocence, looked up and innocently asked, "What did I do?"

Evelina pointed an accusatory finger at him, her frustration palpable. "Don't you dare act innocent with me. I know you inside and out."

Rick, ever the cheeky one, couldn't resist a mischievous grin. "Well, from what I remember, I was the one actually inside of you. Very deep, I might add."

Evelina's anger intensified, and she warned, "You..." Her body trembled with frustration, but Rick interrupted with a lecherous chuckle, "Don't ever bring that up. Ever."

Rick attempted to explain himself, "But you were the one who—" before he could finish, he caught sight of Evelina's no-nonsense face and wisely decided to zip his lips.

"Why did you have to blurt out all that nonsense in front of my grandmother? She just woke up. She did not have to know. Whatever the deal was, it was between us, and I have fulfilled my end. And now you have done yours as well. End of story," Evelina scolded Rick as he sat there, looking like a cat who just knocked over a vase.

"Our cooperation ends here," Evelina declared with the finality of a judge delivering a sentence. "There is no need for you to extend your stay here."

Rick, wearing his best wounded-puppy expression, looked hurt, "Come on! After all that I have done, are you going to break the hand that fed you?"

"I did not expect that from you," Rick shook his head in disbelief.

"But I am not an irresponsible person like you. I will see to it that your grandmother is fit and running before I take my leave," Rick said with a smirk, turning his attention back to his phone as if he had just proclaimed himself the hero of the household.

"You... What is going on in your mind?" Evelina's eyebrows furrowed in irritation. "Let me tell you. Whatever game you are planning, you won't be able to succeed, however much you try." She crossed her arms, ready to face whatever mischief Rick had up his sleeve.

"My grandmother won't fall for your tricks," Evelina asserted, eyeing Rick with confidence.

"She has dealt with hundreds like you throughout her life," Evelina continued, her smirk growing, but it froze in place when she realized Rick was completely engrossed in his phone.

"Are you listening to me?" Evelina asked, trying to reclaim his attention.

"Hmmm..." Rick finally looked up from his phone, nonchalantly responding, "I think I will take you up on your offer. Since you say my job here is done, I will take my leave." With that, Rick stood up, as if announcing the end of his grand performance.

"Ehhh?" Evelina was taken aback. 'What the heck?' This was the only thought in her mind.

"Oh come on, no need for you to worship me like that," Rick, with an air of false humility, waved off the suggestion. He quipped, a smug expression playing on his face as he attempted to strike a pose of down-to-earth modesty.

Hearing him act so cocky all those in the room almost fell on the ground, and the old matriarch's face could not help but twitch.

"If you insist, Mr. Rick," the old matriarch managed to utter, a hint of amusement in her tone. "May your journey back be as safe as your wit is sharp."

"I will," Rick, nodded and then, turned towards Evelina after acknowledging the old matriarch's well-wishes. "Have you made the preparations, darling?" he inquired with a nod, a sly smile playing on his lips.

But before Evelina could respond, unexpectedly, Jack's voice rang out, breaking the flow of Rick's exit performance. "Boy!" Jack called, catching Rick off guard. "Don't get too familiar with my daughter."

"Good grief, you nearly gave me a heart attack, old man," Rick exclaimed, dramatically placing a hand over his chest in mock distress, "You have such a beautiful wife."

His attention then shifted to Michelle, Jack's wife, and with a mischievous wink, he remarked, "You, my dear, are a vision of beauty."

However, Rick's theatrics took an unexpected turn as he turned back to Jack, shaking his head in mock disappointment. "But you, my friend, are like a cactus," he declared, and Michelle couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the absurd comparison, earning her a disapproving glare from Jack.

"I've said it before," Jack ground out through gritted teeth, "Don't mess with me."

"But I wasn't even talking to you," Rick protested, feigning innocence and tilting his head.

"I was addressing your daughter. You jumped in like an overexcited, overprotective father. Especially..."

"Especially when you know you want her dead," he concluded with a devilish grin, dropping a verbal bombshell that left the room in stunned silence.

"I will kill you," Jack, consumed by rage, threatened Rick with lethal intent, his anger threatening to erupt into a violent storm.

"Enough," However, before the tempest could fully unleash, a harmonious duet of authority resonated through the room. Both Evelina and the old matriarch intervened simultaneously, their synchronized voices slicing through the tension.

And the room went silent as Evelina and the old matriarch looked at each other.

"Oohhh! This is going to be fun," Rick chuckled as he sensed the tense atmosphere in the room.

However, Evelina, quick on her feet, offered a hasty apology to her grandmother. "I'm sorry, grandmother," she uttered, seizing Rick's arm with a firm grip and briskly guiding him out of the turbulent scene.

Meanwhile, the old matriarch observed the abrupt exit with narrowed eyes, her thoughts veiled in mystery.

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