The Exchangeable Marriage

The Exchangeable Marriage
What Happened



"Oho, the Camilla Madison that's skyrocketing. Beyond my expectations, you are beautiful. It's worth it your twin is so jealous of you," Joe approached Camilla who was inching into the apartment.


"I don't know you, and I'm sorry we're busy. There is no time to talk nonsense like you. Milo, how? Ready already?" Camilla heeded Joe and turned to see Millo's progress in setting the musical instruments that will be played by them tonight.


"I'm sorry, I'm not done because that son of a bitch is bothering me" Millo replied guiltily.


"No problem" said Milla casually.


He carries a foot frame keyboard and accidentally hits Joe.


"Dam!" joe said, lucky that he avoids Camilla otherwise his head will stumble on the keyboard leg.


"Make it not block the way! We're busy people, and don't have as much time as you!" camilla without looking.


Millo followed Camilla from behind and as she passed her sister, she whispered, "I think now you know why I love her. He's very different from Lizzie,"


Joe snorted laughing. "I can conquer it and I'll take it from you, little brother," Joe replied.


Millo looked at Joe with annoyance but he did not care much about Joe's words.


Joe followed them, he wanted to know what they were both going to do.


That night, Joe is taken aback by Camilla. He never stopped clapping for the brave and versatile girl. Joe's eyes can't be separated from Camilla's, as if there's a super strong glue gluing her there.


"Hey, what's your name?" call Joe to the friendly old Bob.


"Bob, sir," replied Bob.


"I like that girl, can I tell you how long she's been working here?" ask Joe.


"Hmmm, it's been a while. Camilla is smart, she is friendly to others. Almost all visitors here are fans of him, sir," Bob explained.


Joe looked back at Camilla in admiration. In his heart he compared how different Camilla was from Charlotte. They are fools who cannot tell them apart.


"Is this place yours, Bob?" ask Joe again.


Bob nodded shyly. "Yes, Sir. I live here too" he replied.


"Can I buy this place?" ask Joe.


Both of Bob's eyes grew. "Well, hahaha. It can't, Sir. Where will I live? Then, what about this place? No, Mister. This place I will never sell," said Bob was wrong.


Bob stared at the man before him. Bob's face turned stern and with annoyance, he said, "I told you I didn't sell this place! I won't sell at any price!"


Joe raised both his hands in surrender. "OK, okay. Give this to Camilla because I love her and love her performance tonight. I'll come back tomorrow, okay, Bob," Joe said with a teasing smile.


Bob snorted angrily to Joe who was soon leaving the bar that night.


***


Elsewhere, Andrew Oak was upset. How easily Charlie escaped the snare of punishment.


"Joe Forest? You know him?" ask Andrew to Detective Daniel.


The detective nodded his head. "He's a young lawyer who is quite competent in his field. But, just this time I heard he was defending the wrong client" Detective Daniel said.


"What I'm asking is how much did the Madison family pay such a reliable lawyer? As far as I'm concerned, their finances were in shambles especially after Scott left," asked Andrew in surprise.


"Wealthy entrepreneurs like you or the Madison family always have deposits that can last for the next 20 years, hahaha," Detective Daniel joked.


Andrew laughed at Detective Daniel. "I want you to keep this case under control. I'm doing this not for me or my father, but for someone I love" Andrew said. His eyes glazed over thinking of someone he loved.


"Ready, Mr. Oak. We're going to solve this case" Detective Daniel said.


After finishing a conversation with Detective Daniel, Andrew plans to meet Camilla. Come to think of it for a long time, he did not meet the girl.


However, he had not yet contacted Camilla, Mr. Oak had asked her to go home. Irritated, Andrew turned his car around and returned home.


"What's up, pa?" ask Andrew when he gets home.


"I got word from Willam Scott, he asked for our help" replied Mr. Oak.


Andrew's eyebrows are intertwined. "Help? Wh-wh-what for? Isn't that his trial on Tuesday?" ask Andrew.


Tuak Oak nodded. "Don't you know, Scott's status changed. He's not a suspect but a witness" Mr. Oak said.


"Witnesses?" Andrew closed his eyes. How did William Scott turn into a witness? What the hell's going on? The thought flashed in Andrew's mind.


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