The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Backup Maintenance Base

"No way," Boris said without thinking. "She won't do it."

Boris thought Ziana liked him so much that she wouldn't be willing to put him on the blacklist.

Boris raised his eyebrows and confidently dialed again. However, this time, there was still the cold

beep.

He threw the phone on the table with a stern face, stared at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Nell! Give me your phone!"

Nell hurriedly passed the mobile phone respectfully.

Boris used Nell's mobile phone to call Ziana, and after it rang for two seconds, the call was connected quickly.

"Who is that?" A lazy female voice sounded. It was from Ziana.

Boris gritted his teeth and questioned hard, "Ziana, how dare you put me on the blacklist?"

The roaring male voice came through the microphone, and almost shattered Ziana's eardrums.

Ziana only had one so violent man in her memory.

Ziana put him on speakerphone, held the phone a little farther away, and asked word by word, "Mr. Lewis, mind your manners."

"What?"

"Beep..."

When Boris realized the phone was hung up, he was

phone.

so angry that he was about to throw out the

Seeing this, Nell coughed lightly and hurriedly reminded, "Mr. Lewis! That's... my cell phone!"

"How dare she?" Although Boris stopped his movements, he was still angry. "Who gives her the guts to put me on the blacklist and hung up on me again? Is she crazy?"

Seeing that his phone was safe, Nell heaved a sigh of relief and said cautiously, "Maybe you should call her Miss Scott?"

-"Call her Miss Scott? Is she worthy of it? Others don't know her, but I do. She is used to being arrogant in front of others. But how dare she put on airs in front of me?" Boris snorted coldly. "I'll

call her Ziana. What can she do to me?"

"She can hang up on your phone," Nell said honestly. "She can also put you on the blacklist.

Boris glared at Nell. "Shut up!"

Nell didn't dare to speak anymore and took a few steps back.

Boris took a deep breath and stared at the phone, wishing to pierce it.

About five minutes later, he moved suddenly and dialed again in one go.

When he heard the ringing, he was relieved. He thought, "Great, Ziana hasn't put this number on the blacklist yet."

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help becoming nervous. The bell rang again and again, but Ziana didn't answer it.

Boris shouted in his heart, "Answer the phone!"

Boris licked his lips irritably, and suddenly, the boring mechanical sound stopped abruptly.

Ziana answered the phone, saying, "I'm listening."

Hearing this arrogant and domineering tone, Boris thought he owed her money!

Boris was so angry that he wanted to scold her. But when he spoke, a mysterious force made him change his mind. "Miss Scott."

"Yeah?" Ziana said lazily. "What do you

want?"

Hearing her words, Boris was speechless and angry.

He felt now that every word she said was so annoying!

Boris held back his anger. "Zezili wants you to visit him at his home tomorrow. Don't be late."

"I am busy." Zianà clicked her tongue. "Mr. Lewis, things are different now. You have to wait in line

to ask me out."

Boris sneered. "Don't flatter yourself. How many men are there wanting to date you? Is the number enough for you to make them queue up? There is no queuing up. You just want to make things difficult for me."

"Mr. Lewis, since you don't want to line up, there's nothing to talk about."

"Wait!"

Boris had no choice. He had to complete the task given by Zezili.

"I'll do it." Boris wanted to see what drama she planned, so he licked his teeth casually. "How should I line up?”

"I will pull you into the group later. Bye."

After Ziana hung up the phone, she came to the WhatsApp page, and after some operations, she

pulled Boris into a group. Then, she ignored him.

It was time to get off work, and the group was active.

The members of the group suddenly saw the system prompt and popped up one by one.

193: [F*ck! There's a newcomer. Why are there so many rivals in love? I want to cry...]

285: [Don't cry. As long as Ziana is not married, we all have hope!]

88: [I don't care about the newcomer. I only care about when Ziana will date me! I'm ready!

'Picture']

107: [Speechless. Number 88 started to post the picture of his abdominals again. Hump. I also have abs! 'Picture' What do you think my abdominals?1 222: ['Picture' @Queen Ziana, do you want to slide on my abs?]

92: ['Picture' Look at my abs and pecs. Newcomer, tell us about you! Post photos of yourself and your abs! Tell us about your assets!]

IT

The endless messages were dazzling.

Boris was calm at first, but when he saw pictures of those abdominal muscles, he became annoyed.

What kind of group was this?

What kind of messy people did Ziana contact?

If he hadn't seen the group name, Backup Maintenance Base, he would almost have thought he had entered the cathouse where money boys were!

He felt that he had missed something.

Backup?

When did he become her backup?

Just as Boris wanted to ask Ziana, he was mentioned.

1: [Buddy @1, change your group nickname to the number 365. Remember, it is your number.]

Boris's mouth twitched slightly and thought, "I am not going to be her No. 365 backup!"

Boris thought people in this group were sick. They were even happy to be backup.

And he thought their action of showing off their abs to seek attention in the group was st*pid!

1: [Buddy No. 365, 1 will tell you about the group rules. Everyone, be quiet.]

Boris was speechless. He didn't think that he could understand Ziana.

It was outrageous to create a backup group, and there were group rules. Was she going to be Catherine the Great and have many lovers?

1: [In order to create a good chat environment and give Ziana a pleasant chat experience, the members of this group need to get along harmoniously. We can be jealous and compare appropriately, but quarrels and personal attacks are prohibited. This group follows the principle of fair competition. Every weekend, Ziana will draw and pick someone to date next week. The person who is chosen needs to set up a dating process three days in advance and report it. Those who fail to pass will be a bye, and those who fail again will be asked to leave the group and cancel their backup qualifications. No. 365, do you have any questions?]

Boris stared at the screen with a half smile.

Boris was shocked and wondered how Ziana brainwashed these people. Or he was out of date and didn't know that backup was so well-trained now.

He didn't want to ask anything. He just wanted to finish the task given by Zezili quickly and escape

from this strange group.

1: [She said that I have to queue up to ask her out. How should I do it?]

1: [Change your group nickname first.]

Boris wanted to jump up and kick the stool.

365: [Done. Can you answer me now?]

1: [If you want to date Ziana, there are two ways. The first is to wait for the draw every weekend. If you are lucky, you will be drawn. The second is to wait for Ziana to think of you and ask you out for a

date.]

Boris squeezed his phone and thought, "Very well, she really treats herself as Catherine the Great."

She had always been waiting for him. How could he wait for her?

Boris didn't want to talk. He was about to call Ziana to ask if she was playing tricks on him, but he got a message on WhatsApp.