Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Her Waist Is Killing My Eyes

The car finally stopped at the prime location of the city. As soon as she got out of the car, Aylin was attracted by the imposing sign above her, reading "Paradise".

Paradise?

Aylin was interested.

She hadn't been to a bar for three years, so she felt a little nostalgic.

As soon as she stepped into Paradise, Aylin felt it was luxurious. The colorful lights and the deafening music excited Aylin.

It was as if she had been suppressed for a long time, and at that moment, she became even more agitated.

It was as if she would liberate herself in the next moment.

David brought Aylin to the bar counter. When the bartender saw them, his hands paused for a moment.

He had worked here for a year, but he had never seen David bring a woman here.

"Hello, do you prefer something milder?"

Hearing the bartender's question, Aylin waved her hand. "I want something strong."

The bartender glanced at David and still made it less strong.

Probably because the atmosphere was so good, Aylin picked up her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

She drank too quickly and choked, with tears in her eyes.

Given that, David understood everything.

From the day he met Aylin, she had always been in high spirits. Today, she was so upset, most likely because of that bas*ard, Gavyn.

David didn't dare to scold him in person, but he could still do it behind Gavyn.

David raised his head and finished the drink in the glass. He said angrily, "Aylin, that bas*ard is not worthy of you at all. How dare he be fierce to you and even hide you for three years? Bah! He'd better avoid me, or I'll beat him up every time I see him."

As David spoke, he became more and more excited. He slapped the table and said, "Aylin, why don't you consider my brother? He is rich, handsome, and muscular. If the two of you fall in love, you will be my sister-in-law. I don't mean to fix you up, but you are both genius hackers. If you are together, you will be invincible in the world."

David's brother had carried a torch for Aylin for four years without making a move, and David was anxious.

Aylin couldn't help but laugh.

She reached out and knocked on his forehead with a smile.

"If I become your sister-in-law, I will definitely change your bad habit of going to the nightclub. At that time, you will

definitely be beaten up by me often."

"Ah... Aylin, you can't say that. I brought you here to drink to make you happy. Since you're here, I don't even dare to take a sip of the wine. I'm afraid that no one will send you back later." "Oh, if so, why did you still bring me to the bar?"

Aylin laughed heartily. It was as if she had returned to three years ago when nothing had happened. "Alright, stop messing around. If you continue to joke with me and your brother, your brother will beat you

up."

David's brother was addicted to computers and didn't want to be in love at all.

Aylin turned her head. She was probably a little drunk. Looking at the swaying men and women on the dance floor under the neon lights, she was touched.

"I'm going to enjoy myself for a while."

Aylin had danced pretty well since she was young. Her heartstrings were tugged since she hadn't danced for three years. Before David could speak, she had taken off her coat. Her thick long hair sca**ered down, and she jumped onto the stage.

David failed to be a matchmaker again.

David could not help but sigh. It seemed that Aylin didn't have any feelings for his poor brother at all for so many years.

In the afternoon, Aylin had changed into a suit for the meeting. Now that she had taken off her suit, she was wearing a blue satin dress. It showed her slender waist.

Aylin had fair skin. The blue color on her body made her even more pretty. She turned around lightly and the hem of

her dress was lifted. She looked so beautiful.

Perhaps because Aylin drank wine, her cheeks were red, and she looked charming.

When she entered the dance floor, Aylin was praised by everyone.

"D*mn! Where did this beauty come from? She's gorgeous..."

"Is she some A-list celebrity... No, given her temperament and her figure, she's even better than celebrities.

Amazing!"

"Her waist is killing my eyes."

"I can't get my eyes off her. She's so gorgeous."

It became even more heated on the dance floor, and David also whistled from afar.

Aylin, who was immersed in the music, spun faster and faster. She even directly took the leading position on the stage. Under the light, she was shining in the blue dress. In a moment, Aylin had become the brightest star in the dance pool.

Aylin was very happy. This was the life she should live.

It was wonderful. She was enthusiastic and always followed her heart.

Not like before, Aylin would grovel and even sell herself and her soul.

Aylin's dance was displayed on the screen, which caused a commotion below the stage. Apart from the men, even the women were attracted to her.

In the booth on the second floor, there was a different atmosphere.

Three rich young men were sitting on the sofa drinking wine. Two of them were in high spirits, and the other man was dressed in a suit and sitting upright. Gavyn lowered his eyes indifferently, and he seemed not to fit in the bar.

He ordered a bottle of whiskey and drank one glass after another.

The two men sitting opposite him looked at each other in dismay.

"Hey, Mr. Gavyn, you've drunk a lot. Say something. You can't always keep your divorce a secret. Aren't you afraid that Mr. Steve will get sick from anger after knowing it?" The first to speak was the only son of the Kline family, Waylon Kline.

He leaned against the sola in shock. Waylon knew how much Steve liked Aylin. If Steve knew that his precious granddaughter-in-law was gone, he might get sick from anger.

Waylon smacked his lips, unable to figure it out anyway. "During the three years of marriage, Aylin has always been good to you. She has also saved Mr. Steve. Anyway, you can't abandon her for Laila, right?" Waylon paused for a moment and nudged the man next to him, who was wearing frameless glasses.

"Darion, what do you think?"

"She is very good." Darion Petersen pushed up his glasses.

He had met Aylin a few times in the Delacruz's house. Before that, Darion had thought that she was a social climber, but after seeing her, he felt that Aylin wasn't that kind of person. Although she came from a poor family, Aylin was well educated, unlike Laila.

Laila was two-faced.

Darion still remembered that five years ago, Gavyn had a serious injury and needed to have surgery. At such a critical moment, Laila abandoned Gavyn and went abroad.

It was not until three years ago when Gavyn got married that Laila came back and said that she had difficulties at that time. Anyone could see Laila was lying, but only Gavyn believed that. Waylon heard what Darion said and slapped his thigh, "Yeah, Mrs. Delacruz... Ms. Koch is very good."

Before Darion could finish, Gavyn had put down his wine glass.

There was a clang.

Gavyn put on a long face and glared at the two of them. "She cared nothing but money. How could she be good? If you mention that hypocritical woman again, we won't be friends." Gavyn didn't know why everyone thought Aylin was good.

Gavyn didn't think Aylin was good.

Waylon and Darion looked at each other, shrugged, and said nothing.

Although Waylon felt that Aylin was good, he thought she didn't know anything. In his eyes, Aylin was submissive and couldn't attract any interest from men.

Who would always be attracted to an innocent woman?

Suddenly, the screams on the dance floor attracted Waylon's attention.

When he saw the one who was dancing on the stage, Waylon was stunned.

D*mn! Gavyn, look, is that your wife?"