Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Crazy pals. They all matched out and catwalk toward where Linda and her maids stood, wiggling their ass seductively.

They dressed gorgeously and sumptuously.

“We show up to kidnap our friend,” Diane declared

“Woah! You look gorgeous, those maids of yours have some capability. May I buy one and get one free,” Matthias mumbled

“Well, before you buy, I have already paid for the bee,” Florence said jovially.

Bee scowled, drafting her eyes through and for. Watching those wealthy ladies fighting for her. She didn't think she would ever agree to live in anyone's house except Lindas. Those snazzy friends will suffocate her with their craziness and attitudes.

“It is bee I need,“ Matthias whispered, facing Florence.

“Even if you quarrel from morning till night, those ladies you are perceiving as a maid, they are sisters, so they are going nowhere,” Linda announced.

Bee and Ashley glanced at each other and giggled.

“I am the one who orchestrates today’s outing, But you people arrive here to chatter about maids,” Sofia said as she feigned anger.

“Care like you never crave for one, we all know you,” Diane said

“If you ignite any babble, you know what I am capable of,” Sofia said.

“Your craziness isn’t half of mine,” Diane said.

“Are you people here to invite me out or you come here to exhibit your craziness?” Linda said with an air of authority.

Those who were quarreling soft down.

Linda has been the only mature one out of the five. The others were termed “ the crazy five”.

They admired Linda for her maturity.

It wasn’t that Linda wasn’t crazy, but she got threshold. She could be crazy and still have the patient.

If Linda's friends had learned about the daily loquacity of Frank, they would have dealt with him.

She doesn't want family dilemmas.

Only Linda had an impoverished experience.

Her friends were from an affluent setting.

They were all introverted except Linda

She is a widower, the same as being single.

And they were all career women.

Diane was a top-notch model.

Sofia was a medical doctor. She owed her private hospital

Florence was a musician. A prevalent one

Matthias was a CEO of fashion garden, the collusion of fashion house and magazine

Pauline was a judge.

They were all in their early twenty.

Brilliant, smart, gorgeous, ambitious, outspoken, beautiful, wealthy, and powerful.

They all jointly inaugurated a club for ladies, the sweet twenty club.

The club was a global ranking and outstanding club for twenty years old ladies.

They funded them in training, gave them a career, or appointed them. The alumni of the club donated yearly as auxiliary capital to run it.

Linda was the administrative general of the club. She runs it. She has 50% shares in the club. While the others have 10% each.

The club's global ranking was a result of Linda’s competence.

That was the rationale that inspired her husband to want his companies and properties.

His brother will only defraud all his sweat over the years.

They drove into the Broadway bar and restaurant parking lot.

Restricted for billionaires.

They drove in, everyone in her car.

They put on their eyeshadow. They stepped out at once as if they had rehearsed together.

They gazed at the surroundings. And then to Sofia.

She nodded. They grabbed their handbags from the car. They glimpsed at their cars.

They all stepped away in unison and walked majestically and unison into the Broadway’s structure.

Men are dripping saliva.

“Woah!, those beautiful and hottest babes”

“Can I have their numbers”

“Diana, will you marry me?”

“Linda is my babe”

“I must have one of them”

“I am ready to give them the whole world just to have one of them”

Ethan overheard the other men as they slobbered over the sweet twenty ladies.

He had heard about them and had encountered two or three of them.

This was the first time he would be catching a glimpse of them concurrently.

Acknowledged, they were stunning.

But he had orifices on Linda.

She is the kind of lady he yearned for.

He had investigated her. He comprehended everything about her. Even the one she wasn’t conscious of.

He will explain to her everything himself at the precise time for him.

But for now, all he wished for is to create a moment for her to fall for him.

He doesn't need to force her. The first time he did it to a lady.

His heart was shattered into pieces.

All Rose cared for is to be called a princess and later a queen. He had been carried away by her beauty and charm.

He was arbitrary by love to detect the other side of demeanor.

She had abandoned him to marry another royal prince, whom she pressed him to become acquainted with on a royal day, the festivity of royal families.

The ladies were seated around a table assigned to them.

The barman walked to them. They ordered what they wanted.

They have a unison taste.

They started guessing one another.

“Prince, you have been itching to date Linda, this is your best chance to attempt your luck,” Eric, his bodyguard whispered into his ears.

Ethan nodded

“You don’t understand, those snazzy friends of hers, I don’t wish for their craziness,” he explained.

“Okay,” the guard said.

The music growled higher.

The ladies stood up dancing and twitching their asses. Except for Linda and Sophia.

Ethan excused himself to go to the gents

The barman arrived with their order.

He plopped it open for them. His eyes dashed to the half unearthed boobs of Matthias. He forgot that he was pouring the liquid into Linda’s glass.

The liquid spilled and overflowed into Linda’s gown.

Sofia bestowed him a fluttering slap.

Every eye was on them.

And the letter “ooh!” was curved for their mouth.

“Is your perception so blind to see that the liquid has overflowed," Sofia said

“Pardon me,” the barman said as he released what occurred. He was shivering

“If you know how exorbitant that dress is, you won’t say pardon me,” Matthias said.

“I caught him peeping at your boobs, he wasn’t paying cautious when the liquor spilled over, “Sofia said

Matthias sauntered to him. She gave him a resounding slap.

“You, peeping at my boob? with your stinky eyes?” she said.

“I am sorry,” he said with a jerking voice.

Matthias slapped him again.

She wanted to kick him when Linda halted her

“Stop! Do you need to eliminate him for peeping at your boob?” Linda said.

There is vociferation of laugher over the bar

“Just let him go,” Linda said. Matthias obeyed

Linda walked toward the ladies to tidy herself.

Then she shoved into someone

Who is that someone?