Disabled Princess Reincarnation

Chapter 106 High-end Party

Every day is a monotonous hell that makes Winnie bored, she needs something that can make her excited. Maybe it's because he's used to dealing with big problems so when peace comes it feels like he's tied up.

It's worse than getting revenge, when that goal is achieved he has other desires like building a bigger company.

But now he's trapped in a toxic relationship with a man he can't influence, other than Carl Philip is another man he doesn't want to live with.

"Sally," call Philip.

"Tonight we have to attend a party, I've prepared a dress for you."

Winnie picked up the dress and said she would be prepared, spending a lot of time just soaking in the bathtub she turned her brain back to escape Philip.

Finished preparing with Philip's choice dress she came out, Philip who was waiting in was fascinated by the beauty of Winnie. Moreover, the way Winnie walked down the stairs made her look like the goddess who descended from the sky.

"That dress is perfect for you, you look beautiful."

"Thank you" said Winnie.

Holding Philip's arm they were ready to go, a party was held in a hilltop building.

To enter the gate they were checked by the gunmen, only those who could show the invitation letter were allowed to enter.

Up in front of the building the driver continued to drive to the parking lot while they descended right in front of the entrance, again they had to address the invitation letter to the officer before entering.

The harmony that comes out of the various musical instruments creates the beautiful tones of the party attendants, the sounds of the people talking and the beats of the toast glass united with the symphony.

It is a typical high-class party of the mafia, so classic, orderly, peaceful, yet each head spins hard in search of its own individual weaknesses.

A man in French greeted Philip, Winnie had no idea what they were talking about but broadly speaking she knew Philip introduced himself as Sally.

They then chat while enjoying the drinks served, there are also snacks in the form of pastries.

Finished talking to one man Philip then greeted the other, chatted for a few minutes and continued like that until Winnie was completely bored.

"Head a little dizzy, can I get some fresh air first?" whispered Winnie.

"All right," said Philip.

Putting his glass on the tray of a waiter Winnie quickly went outside, he stared at the many guards everywhere. Taking a deep breath it felt like he had just been free from the tight, stifling clothes.

"Tonight was pretty beautiful, wasn't it?" someone said.

Winnie turned her head and looked at a man with blonde hair, then she looked at the sky that only the moon had.

"Not really, but at least bright enough," he said.

"My name is Marck" he said, introducing himself.

"Sally," he said.

Marck kissed the back of Winnie's hand but his eyes were fixed so deeply on Winnie's face.

"Have you just attended this party?" tanyakanya.

"I came with Philip" he said.

"Well, I've never seen you before" she replied.

"Looks like you know a lot about Philip," said Winnie.

Marck smiled, walking towards the park followed by Winnie. He only answered that everyone present at the party knew each other, Philip often came but the girl with him was always different.

"Have you ever worked with Philip?" ask Winnie again.

"I get it," replied Winnie.

Switching the topic Winnie asked about the party, apparently the party was held by an organization that Philip participated in as a member.

Anyone who has ever come to the party means they have been recognized as important people, their business will grow rapidly to glory.

Even when their business is smelled the apparatus of the organization will take care of it in order to escape.

Continuing to walk while chatting did not feel they reached the end of the cliff, from there the wind blew louder so as to make Winnie shudder.

"We'd better get back inside" Marck suggested.

Winnie nodded, but when they turned around Philip who was already standing there made them shocked to death. His eyes were sharp on the two of them like blades ready to stab.

"Then I'll see you later" Marck told Winnie.

As he passed Philip he smiled as if mocking, Winnie who felt Philip's anger to him just kept quiet. Suddenly.

"Aahh." cried Winnie as Philip pushed her.

Luckily his hand had grabbed Philip's sleeve so that he was stuck at the end of the cliff, staring into the bottomless dark abyss made Winnie distrustful of Philip's actions.

"I don't like you talking to any man but me" Philip said, letting Winnie hang there.

The wind blew waving Winnie's unraveling hair, still standing upright Philip did not hold Winnie at all. He only watched Winnie's expression, hoping for fear followed by an apology.

Unfortunately Winnie is a piece of rock on the beach, although he continues to be hit by waves thousands of times he remains intact not eroded.

His face remained flat without fear or remorse even though his hands were clearly holding on to Philip's cloth, he would not give Philip what he wanted most.

"What does jealousy mean? if this is how you get my loyalty you make me free from your rules, after I die there is nothing else that can govern me. Not even God," said Winnie.

He smiled, a smile of victory that Philip feared the most. Then he released the only grip that could save his life, letting his body float down with his eyes open to see Philip's expression of defeat.

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"No." cried Aslan as he reached out.

His breath puffed with a sweaty whirlpool that soaked his entire body, minutes later realizing that he had woken up from a nightmare and had a glass of water to win.

Staring around apparently it was still dark, but when he returned to lay down his eyes could not be closed.

Frowning he felt he needed a psychiatrist, lately after Winnie's death he often had nightmares.

It was a terrible farewell that happened to him and Winnie, sometimes the dream was the tragic death of Winnie in various ways.

Carl has persuaded to try to forget Winnie, just assume that death is natural and accept the reality. But this is harder than when he went abroad to study.

The feeling of not being sincere about losing made him really tortured, even he canceled all work because he could not focus.

It had been four in the morning since he woke up and kept daydreaming, because he could not sleep Aslan decided to jog.

Going to the park where Winnie used to run in the afternoon, it was the place when she saw Winnie along with Leo for the first time.

At that time Winnie tried to explain that there was nothing between them, but in fact Leo's death had a big effect on him.

Suddenly he wonders if he left first will Winnie weep over his corpse like Leo, or more tormented like he is now.

Winnie once said their hearts were once adrift but their destiny was not to unite, in fact now the destiny of himself and Winnie was not to unite.

Whether what kind of game fate was playing on them, it was clear that Aslan was demanding justice on God for being unjust.