The Mistress

The Mistress
Episode 47's


"Smith.." said Rea. The girl wiped her tears, not wanting to look pitiful in front of her cousin and best friend Adam.


"Why are you out, the show isn't over yet" Rea said.


Smith raised his eyebrows, "You alone? You as the sister of the bride why are you hanging around here?" his reply.


Rea fell silent, especially when Smith stared at her intensely making her even more upset. Smith's gaze seemed to understand what Rea was feeling right now.


Smith smiled gently, "Need a hug?" open both his hands wide.


Rea pegged for a few seconds, and without a second thought the girl lunged into Smith's arms. Her crying broke instantly.


Smith let it go, did not say much and let Rea satisfy her load. Smith felt her black coat wet, the tear marks of the girl had been pouring out a lot.


Rea cried for a long time, until she finally realized what she had done. He hugged Adam's cousin.


Again Rea wiped her tears carelessly. Smith stopped her, "You destroyed your makeup." took over, and wiped Rea's tears carefully with her black handkerchief.


"Here, don't cry anymore. You're getting ugly when you cry." Smith said in a joke.


Rea smiled, although actually her lips were wrinkled to want to cry again.


Smith then slipped his black handkerchief into Rea's hand. "Hold this, I'm sure you'll cry again" she said.


Rea saw the handkerchief, on it was embroidered the initials of the name R&S. Made Rea frown. He looked at Smith questioningly.


"Don't think weird, this handkerchief belongs to my lover. His name is the same as yours." said Smith.


Rea looked surprised, "Your lover's name is Rea?"


Smith nodded for sure. And Rea returned the handkerchief again. "I return. I don't deserve it."


"I don't give, I lend you. Give it back after you wash it out of your snot."


Rea pursed her lips, "Stay still. I don't want to." Rea tried to return it, but Smith put it back down, then left.


"Give it back when you stop crying" she said before leaving Rea there.


Rea looked around, he noticed a black handkerchief that seemed very expensive and specially designed.


***


"Let's bet, Adam will marry Rea or not." Royce chimed in the crowd of the extravagant wedding party.


"Good." said Nicole. "I'm not sure Adam did. You know how much Adam hated Rea."


Royce and Drake looked at each other, both smiling. "I'm sure they'll get married soon" Drake said.


"I'm the same as Drake." - Kimpal Royce.


"Smith, what about you?" the three saw Smith who was just stirring his wine glass with his eyes fixed on Rea who was sitting there pensively.


Smith raised his eyebrows, long enough he replied. "I'm not sure." she replied.


"OKAY. Then what's the bet?" ask Nicole.


"I want your woman." Royce said with a sly smile.


Nicole tightened her jaw, "You. How dare you fuck!" objurgation.


"We're betting Man." Royce shrugged his shoulders.


"Alright, then I want the shares you have in your family's company!" reply Nicole and it managed to make Royce's face pale.


"Well, man. You risked trillions of dollars just for that woman. Salute." Drake makes a sign of respect for Royce. They all laughed mockingly at Royce.


"Damn it!" objurgation.


"Smith, what do you want to bet on?" Ask Drake to Smith.


"If I win, I want you not to do this again! Too childish!" tusky.


No one dared to argue.


"Drake, don't you want to bet?"


"of course. I want Smith to stop stalking Rea." Drake said. And those who heard cast questioning gazes at Smith.