Chapter 252

Chapter 252
"You... you fucking dare say that again." Damn it, how could it not be Marcello calling her? That was completely impossible!

Even if you killed Sabrina, she wouldn't believe that it was just Marcello's assistant who had dialed the wrong number.

The assistant's voice reached Sabrina's ears again: "Miss Sabrina, even if you asked me to say it a hundred times, I would still..."

Sabrina didn't want to hear his nonsense and interrupted: "Let Marcello take the call."

The assistant paused, then stammered again: "The general is not here."

Sabrina: "Then please tell him for me that I'm about to get married and plan to invite him to the wedding banquet. Please ask him to honor us with his presence."

After shouting loudly, Sabrina quickly hung up the phone, so angry that she jumped around the room in circles.

What the hell did that bastard Marcello want to do?

Fine, so he was ignoring her?

Then she would play this game with him to the end.

Sabrina found the call records from a few days ago, located that unfamiliar number, and quickly dialed it.

This time she was calling Simone, whom she had once beaten to a pulp and who was now linked to her in scandals, and she was looking for Simone to help her.

To beat someone up and then shamelessly ask for their help - apart from someone as thick-skinned as Sabrina, you probably couldn't find a second person like that.

After the call went through, the other end answered quickly, and then Simone's pleasant voice came through: "Salina, do you like the gift I sent you?"

"I love it to death." Sabrina was smart and naturally understood that the "gift" Simone mentioned was this scandal.

Simone said: "Since you like it, shouldn't you thank me?"

Sabrina: "I'm calling you because I want to thank you. Otherwise, why would I be calling you?"

Simone: "Just a simple thank you won't do."

Sabrina: "Simone, if it's convenient, let me treat you to dinner."

Simone: "Good. I'll drive over to pick you up."

After ending the call, it wasn't long before Simone arrived, so fast it seemed as if he had been waiting nearby all along.

However, at this moment, Sabrina was already so angry with Marcello that her head was spinning. Her mind was only focused on how she could possibly make Marcello show his true feelings, and she couldn't think about anything else.

She only knew that having dinner with Simone at this time and letting people photograph them would definitely make the scandal's popularity skyrocket.

As long as she played up some ambiguous moments with Simone and let the entertainment reporters exaggerate it in their coverage, this heat could last at least two or three days.

That bastard Marcello dared to treat her like this - he must think he had her completely figured out. Well, she was going to jump out and play around, to see if that bastard could really sit still.

Sabrina was not only thick-skinned but also very bold. After beating up Simone, she could still get into his car like nothing had happened, without even bringing Carlo along.

The car Simone drove was a luxury sports car worth millions. Not many people could afford to drive such a car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Sabrina said: "Your dad is just the mayor of Portano City, and you don't have any legitimate job either. How can you afford to drive such a luxury car?"

Simone started the car and slowly accelerated, glancing back at Sabrina: "Who said my dad is the mayor of Portano City?"

"You did." Sabrina still remembered that night when she was drugged, his subordinates had said it personally.

Simone explained: "You misunderstood. People who know me jokingly call me Simone. The mayor of Portano City's son is also called Simone, but that's not me. They have nothing to do with me."

Sabrina: "..."

She carefully recalled the situation that day. Those people had said that the mayor's son Simone was the third person in Portano City you couldn't mess with, and they had also called the man in front of her "Simone," but no one had actually pointed at him and said he was the mayor's son.

But whatever his identity was, as long as he was willing to help her heat up the scandal, that was good enough. Everything else had nothing to do with her.

Although Sabrina had said she would treat him, Simone wasn't polite about it. He drove Sabrina to a very famous local private kitchen that was also ridiculously expensive.

After getting out of the car, Sabrina actively linked arms with Simone, looked at him with a gentle smile, and let the paparazzi hiding in the shadows take secret photos.

Simone was also aware of this. Not only did he not refuse, but he also cooperated with Sabrina. He reached out and put his arm around her waist, leaning down to whisper in her ear: "Salina, if you're using me to create scandals, I'm going to charge you for it."

Sabrina blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes and smiled: "Simone, aren't you the one who wants to use me to create scandals? How did it become me..."

Before Sabrina could finish her words, Simone suddenly embraced her.

Sabrina pressed her hands against his chest and exclaimed: "Simone, what are you trying to do?"

Simone smiled wickedly and said: "With so many paparazzi taking photos, let's create some explosive scenes for them to capture."

Right, she had originally sought him out to create explosive news with him. It was only natural for them to have some ambiguous behavior.

Just as Sabrina was hesitating, Simone put one hand around her waist and the other on the back of her head, pulling her toward him. He leaned down slightly and kissed her hard.

Suddenly being kissed by this man - strange lips, strange warmth, strange scent, everything was strange...

Sabrina widened her eyes, staring blankly at his magnified face, forgetting that her heart was rejecting this, that she should push him away.

In the past, she had always been the one forcibly kissing Marcello, and she was always pushed away. She had never properly enjoyed Marcello's scent.

Well, this man's kissing technique was actually quite good, and it didn't feel bad to her...

Marcello, you're hiding from me, you won't let me get close to you, you won't even take me when I offer myself to your bed, so I'll listen to you and try the feeling of dating other men.

If I fall for someone else and don't want you anymore, you better not cry about it then.

"It seems my charm isn't enough to attract you."

Simone's voice came from above her head, bringing Sabrina back to her senses. She didn't know when Simone had already released her.

Sabrina subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her lips, not knowing if she was trying to wipe away Simone's scent that lingered on her lips.

Simone said again: "When I was kissing you, you were thinking about another man in your heart. That's really devastating to me."

Sabrina shrugged: "Can't help it. I just like that bastard."

She was even more pathetic than Marcello. He was avoiding her like that, but she was still pursuing him relentlessly, shamelessly clinging to him.

Simone put his arm around her shoulder and said: "The photos of us kissing just now will soon be released by someone and spread widely online. Your Marcello will definitely see them."

Sabrina said smugly: "My purpose is exactly to let him see it."