Bonifacio’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Eduardo Tercero: “President Eduardo, what brings you here?”.
As Eduardo Tercero approached Claudio Belles, he saw that she was very scantily clad, wearing only a striped shirt and a sweater, and it was already late in the thin winter night, and he had felt the winter in H-Town when he got out of the car a few moments ago, having come all the way to the casino under the stars.
Eduardo Tercero took off the black trench coat he was wearing and draped it over Claudio Belles’ shoulders.
Claudio Belles frowned slightly, “I’m not cold.”
“Drapeado.”
Eduardo Tercero’s unmistakable command, surrounded by other people besides the two of them, Claudio Belles didn’t bother to pretend with him, having left the casino with heat in his body, and now it was indeed a bit chilly in this villa with all the ventilation.
Drapeado is drapeado.
This action of Eduardo Tercero has unsettled Bonifacio, who at one moment thought that Claudio Belles was a juggler.
Since when is President Eduardo so kind and considerate?
Bonifacio let out a soft, playful laugh: “So … this young lady is no thief?”.
Joaquin Moras straightened his back when he saw that the situation had changed and said with a raised chin “How can I, Claudio, be a thief? Now you know it was a misunderstanding, don’t you? Now you know it was a misunderstanding, don’t you? You just said ‘thief’ and put a concealed weapon on us. If you hurt us, President Eduardo will not let you go free.”
Bonifacio laughed out loud instead of getting angry and pointed at Joaquin Moras and Claudio Belles: “What did you call her? Do you have an eye problem or is she a transsexual?”.
As soon as Bonifacio’s words came out of his mouth, he felt a million cold knives go through his body and he immediately shut up.
It was true, how could Eduardo Tercero fall in love with a transsexual, even if he was handsome?
Joachim Moras looked at Bonifacio blankly and explained, “I was calling her by her first name.”
Eduardo Tercero frowned.
Claudio?
During the day, they were fighting over her ex-husband Esteban Zaragosa, and now she’s going out with a white guy and spending his money?
At the thought, Eduardo Tercero’s cold face darkened several times.
A large hand suddenly seized the small hand of the woman next to him, and lightly pulled her into his arms.
Claudio Belles was stunned and unconsciously looked at him, “I’m not cold anymore.”
Edward the Third pursed his thin lips, his face sullen, and threw out two words, “I am cold.”
Claudio Belles: “…”
So, you keep it like a heater?
Then why did you take off your trench coat and put it on her?
This man, really …
Bonifacio threw a meaningful glance at Eduardo Tercero and laughed, “Since you are one of President Eduardo’s men, the misunderstanding has been cleared up, but I tell you, Miss Claudio, that although you are one of President Eduardo’s women, you are not a woman. President Eduardo may be rich, but you are a bit of a stretch to lose money that way. To lose a billion dollars in one day, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you held a grudge against President Eduardo.”
Claudio Belles grunted slightly, pulled the large hand away from his shoulder, looked at Eduardo Tercero and said nonchalantly, “Whoever said I was his wife, I’m holding a grudge.”
Dropping the words, Claudio Belles raised his chin slightly: “Joaquin, let’s go”.
Joachim Moras nimbly followed him.
Bonifacio laughed maniacally, “I never thought President Eduardo would have a day when he was dumped by a woman.”
Eduardo Tercero looked up, “The money you lost today in your casino, all back.”
“What, how can you be such a scoundrel, President Eduardo? You are being a villain.”
“There is no negotiation. Otherwise, you won’t open this casino tomorrow.”
Could you be any more scoundrelly?
Bonifacio: “… Eduardo Tercero, great man!”
Eduardo Tercero walked out of the house without looking back, only to blurt out the most infuriating words: “I have no grandfather”.
Bonifacio: … weed!