The President’s Five Children

Joanna and Erika had helped each other to the gate. But Erika was not in a hurry to go out, she asked a waiter for a hat, big enough to block the bump on her forehead.

Joanna was very puzzled. “Why are you covering it up? Let’s tell daddy and mommy.”

Erika shook her head. “We don’t have to. I can tell there’s a jinx on his face.”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Besides, there was no surveillance outside the bathroom, so who would believe a child?

Charles would pay for what he’d done anyway, so Erika decided to let the karma work.

At this time, an idea popped into Erika’s head. “The other day I told you that you would have a disaster, so that’s why you went to Uncle Charles?”

Joanna nodded. Fortunately, she was wearing a life jacket. When she fell into the water, the life jacket was partly stuck at the yacht’s oars, which put the oars to a stop and thus saved her life. Otherwise, Joanna must die a bloody death.

“Your uncle looked cunning. You’d better keep away from him.” Erika commented.

They walked out while chatting.

Bonnie rushed to give them a big hug immediately after seeing them. “What makes you so long to go to the bathroom?”

“Joanna has this pain in the stomach, which kept us for a while.” Erika was good at making things up actually.

Bonnie asked nervously, “Did you eat something bad? Are you feeling better, or should I take you to the hospital?”

“Mommy, I’m all right. I just ate too much.” Joanna explained as she patted her belly to make a muffled, hollow sound, which amused Bonnie and even Sebastian.

“Let’s go back to the Sunshine Villa,” Bonnie advised.

Sebastian nodded and got into the car. Erika was the last to get in the car, and before she got in, Aliyah grabbed her and asked. “Didn’t Uncle Charles go in and look for you? Where’s he?”

Erika played dumb. “I don’t know. Maybe he’s having fun somewhere.”

After saying this, Erika slammed the car door shut, almost clamping Aliyah’s arm.

Aliyah’s elegant face was a little distorted with rage. What an uneducated bastard!

Aliyah walked in to look for Charles. Well, Charles was playing, but not in a funny way. He was the clown there. When Aliyah found Charles in the restaurant, he was tied to a large rotating table with a bloody nose and a swollen face.

The other guys, who seemed to be rich, blindfolded their eyes with ribbons, aiming those sharp darts in their hands at Charles, who was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

When he saw Aliyah, Charles shouted with his running nose and tearful eyes, “Aliyah, please help!”

Aliyah’s face turned livid and stepped forward to ask, “How much does he owe you?”

Those men looked at each other and laughed, “I heard that Miss. Steward often cleans up the mess for her cousin. It turns out to be true. He owes us two million in gambling. The debt was settled then we are cleared.”