"Never mind. Looks like we need to execute plan B. I cannot fail tonight. Erik shall be mine!" She smiled cunningly while twirling the red liquid inside her glass before downing it.
She tapped at her cellphone and smiled maliciously when she saw her photos with Erik walking in the corridor of the club and when they entered the VIP room. The man she hired to do the job was fast and she was satisfied.
'Erik, after tonight you will definitely announce our engagement.' The corner of her lips lifted in an evil grin.
Meanwhile in VIP Room 1...
"Erik, you just went out for a while and you're seat has not warmed up yet but you are again the headline of the entertainment news." Franco showed him his cell phone. "I really envy you, my friend." He teased.
Erik frowned. Julia was indeed sly as a fox and fast too.
"Marlon, take care of that. I don't like my future wife to read gossip about me on the eve of our marriage."
