Trapped with a Lawyer

In confusion, Lola wondered why Samuel's mood had just shifted.

A woman was murmuring on the other side of the phone. "Why aren't you talking? Come over here quickly. I've drank a whole bottle already. Now get your ass here..."

'Why hasn't Samuel contacted me? He must be seeing other girls and has forgotten about me.

He's a jerk! I'll give him hell if I see him ever again.' These words rung in Ella's mind, which made her more upset.

"Ella!" Ella gasped in shock, thinking that she had just hallucinated hearing the familiar voice.

What the hell? It was Samuel's voice.

Then she burped. Looking at her phone, she

Realized that she was indeed calling Samuel.

She hastily hung up the phone, trying to pull herself together.

It was all Eden's fault. They had arranged to meet half an hour later but he hadn't shown up yet. Her phone buzzed just when she was about to call Eden. Seeing the Caller ID, Ella became frightened and almost dropped the phone.

Jesus! Christ! Samuel wouldn't let her get away with it that easily.

She immediately deleted the A in front of Eden's name in the phone directory. She wanted to add an "A" to prioritize, But to her mind right now it was a terrible mistake. For some unknown reasons, she began to cry.

Samuel called her again and again but Ella rejected all of the calls. Finally Eden appeared in the club.

She staggered along as Eden held her by the hands out of the club. The phone kept buzzing.

Why was he being so stubborn? Why couldn't he just stop calling?

Ella used to like her ringtone, Ran Across You, sung by a Chinese pop singer Sun Yanzi but now she was fed up with it.

In Eden's car, Ella answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Shao." Her sweet voice quashed Samuel's anger.

"Did Eden pick you up?" Samuel questioned her immediately. She started and replied, "Yes, I'm with him. Thanks for your caring." Her gentle voice reminded Samuel of the simple Ella, four years ago. "Why did you drink?"

"Bad mood, that's all. But I didn't expect it to make me feel worse." Feeling a headache coming on, she rubbed her forehead, mixed thoughts weighing on her mind.

A brief silence fell between them. Samuel knew she would answer honestly at this point because she was totally drunk.

"Don't ever try to cheat on me, or else..." He would lock her in his villa and she would never see the light of day.

"Yes, sir. I just declined a gentleman's invitation to the motel yesterday," she giggled.

"Who?" Samuel clenched his fists.

He had made it known to the public that Ella was his ex-wife. Last month, they were pictured kissing and cuddling, and now some guy was trying to flirt with her. How bold of him! Samuel felt challenged.

"Dave, the one who has a clothing business, you know? And there was also Mr. Qin, Mr. Li, Mr. ... They all asked me out. I'll marry one of them someday maybe," she laughed.

While driving, Eden looked at Ella in astonishment. It was clear that her thought process was being affected by the alcohol. Considering Samuel's possessiveness, he had a feeling that Ella was doomed. In fact, Ella forgot what she claimed the moment when Samuel hung up all of sudden.

Ella kept shouting, "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? Samuel? You dick!"

After parting with Lola and Harry, Yang drove Samuel back to his apartment.

In the study, Samuel kept smoking, legs crossed on the table.

As he finished the fifth cigarette, he dialed an American number, communicating in fluent English.

"Mr. Barton, I need you to look into a guy named Dave. He's the general manager of a clothing company in the US."

"Wreck his company if possible."

"Thank you, Mr. Barton."

"Alright. Good night."

After hanging up, he continued to browse the list of available flights and booked the earliest one to the US.

The next day, Ella sent her daughter to kindergarten before heading to the film studio.

She was going to be suspended on a hang wire to film a superwoman ad today. It was difficult so they didn't finish the job until noon.

The staff and actors were irritated by the torturous experience. Impatience grew amongst them as the day wore on.

Facing the perfunctory hero, Ella sneered at his lame acting skills and brazen face.

They must have shot like 50 times at least but the director kept on telling them to re-shoot again and again.

Ella cast off her wig, walking towards the insolent hero.

"Wait, wait... Ella, calm down. Jason is violent." An actress stopped her.

Jason seemed to have someone influential protecting him. That was why, even the director turned a blind eye to his terrible performance.

Ella gave her a comforting look and stood in front of the poser. "Jason, Can you stop playing with your hair and displaying a simpering smile. Get your cues right this time." Provoked by the repeated endless shooting, Jason found his punch bag.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Mind your own business!" His expression frightened everyone within hearing distance.

He pretended he was a gentleman but now his mask was revealed.

Eden hurried to stop the brewing war. "Have you heard about his background and violence issues?" he whispered in her ear. "Are you crazy?"

Exasperated, Ella released Eden's hand and shouted heatedly, "Jason, we've been shooting the same scene like a thousand times. Do you know why?"

"Yes, I do. I suggest to change the second-rate director!"

People on the scene were taken back by Jason's absurd accusation. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐