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The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

Chapter 295 Should Worry About Yourself
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Clifford and Dexter just watched her move across the room. Alveena grabbed a chair and sat down, facing Clifford.

Dexter knew Alveena won't let this topic go without getting the answer she wanted. She would keep on pestering her brother until he satisfied her curiosity.

"Boss, do you need anything else? If none, then may I go now?" Dexter wanted to flee right away.

Clifford just nodded his head, dismissing him. Dexter bid them goodbye and went out of his study in an instant. The brother and sister duo were left alone inside.

"Come on, Brother. What are you planning to do? Don't tell me you are going to hire a gang and beat up your mortal enemy, Tristan?" Alveena said exasperatedly.

Clifford raised his eyebrow after hearing that. "What if I do that… what will you do then?"

Alveena squinted her eyes at her brother because of his response.

"Are you crazy?! Brother, don't stoop so low just because of revenge." Alveena started to rant at her brother.

Clifford ignored her and remained unaffected by her words as he continued working on his laptop. Alveena was annoyed by Clifford's attitude.

"Brother, just forget about the past. Move on and find a new woman to love." Alveena insisted on her brother.

Clifford stopped what he was doing when he heard that. He shifted his gaze from the laptop to Alveena's face. Then a once-in-a-blue-moon smirk appeared on Clifford's face. It was a smirk that could send shivers through someone's spine.

"Well, my dear sister, forgetting the past is hard but I can consider your last advice. And I am happy to inform you that I already set my eyes on a certain woman. So STOP nagging nor worrying about me. Just worry about yourself."

Alveena was bewildered for a moment. 'Did I just hear it right? My brother is interested in one woman?'

"Whoah, who's that miracle girl who succeeded in catching my brother's interest? I wanna know her!" Alveena said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Clifford narrowed his eyes at his persistent nosy sister. He couldn't tell her that the woman he was eyeing right now was already a married woman… and the wife of his mortal enemy, Tristan Davis.

"I. Said. Worry. About. Yourself. Don't. Stick. Your. Nose. In. My. Business." Clifford emphasized every word.

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"Eh, why should I worry about myself? You are the one who badly needs inspiration and happiness in life so that you will not be angry at the world anymore." Alveena spat back at her brother.

"You should worry about yourself. Mom and Dad haven't informed you yet. But to give you a heads-up, I will tell you now. Mom and Dad already talked to Uncle Leon. They set you up on a date with Uncle Leon's youngest son, Brandon." Clifford said to her with a straight face.

Alveena: "..."

He tried his best to contain his laughter. To see her shocked expression was really funny. He knew that Alveena didn't expect that their Mom and Dad would do this to her without consulting her first. They spoiled her so much but they were already excited to marry her off.

Thinking about it, Alveena was the female version of Tristan. She loved enjoying her freedom. She didn't have a serious relationship with men. She didn't want to commit to someone.

She thought that once a man became too involved with her then he might restrain her from doing what she wants. She's fine with flirting with men but she's not into a serious relationship.

But the only difference between Alveena and Tristan was that she knew her limit. She never slept with a guy. Kissing and making out, that's her boundary. She won't go beyond that.

After she recovered from that shocking news, Alveena was able to find her voice.

"No way! What I hate most is setting me up with a guy I don't even know or I haven't met even once. What if he's not my type?!! I can find my own boyfriend. I can ask him to meet them. Not like this!" Alveena complained to Clifford.

Finally, after a very long time, Clifford let out a soft chuckle in front of his sister.

"My dear sister. I want to correct you on this. Not boyfriend but instead, Mom and Dad are looking for a husband-material that's why they approached Uncle Leon. And his youngest son is the perfect candidate for you."

Alveena: "..."

Alveena felt like she was betrayed by her parents right now. She didn't want to marry someone yet but they had already chosen someone to be her husband without even consulting her.

She clenched her fists while glaring sharply at her brother, Clifford. After a few seconds, Alveena stomped her feet on the floor like a child having a tantrum. She was mad but at the same time, she felt like crying.

"This is your fault!!! The older child should marry first before the youngest. You should be the one they should marry off first, not me!"

After saying that, Alveena walked out, leaving Clifford in his study.

Clifford could only shake his head and sigh deeply. "As expected, she would react like this."

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[ Night-Time at City of Empire ]

Since Alveena was in a bad mood because of the information she got from her brother, Clifford, her wild and rebellious self acted up. She decided to hang out and go clubbing tonight to relieve her stress and frustration.

She was still upset and mad. She needed to cool down and to do that, a few cold drinks would be able to help her. She invited two of her close friends to join her, Selena and Erica.

Since today was Saturday, there were lots of people partying in the club. The loud music reverberated inside. The dance floor was crowded, full of people dancing at their hearts' content. The first bucket of cold beer arrived.

"Hey, Sissy, what's wrong with you?" Selena immediately asked Alveena who was looking gloomy right now.

Alveena pounced on Selena right away like a crying child telling her parents that someone bullied her in school. "Sissy, my parents, and my brother… they want to take my freedom soon."

Erica and Selena exchanged glances with one another. The confusion was visible on their faces.

"What happened? Did you do something again? Are they grounding you? Then how come you were able to leave the house tonight and you are here?" Erica asked her quizzically while rubbing Alveena's back.

Alveena released Selena from her tight hug. They settled down on their seats and Alveena started to share with them her concerns.

"My parents found a potential husband for me. They are planning to marry me off. They set me up with the youngest child of their friend." Alveena lamented to them, putting on a pitiful face.

"Eh, seriously?" Selena asked her in disbelief.

"Oh gosh, that's really serious!" Erica gasped.

Alveena could only bob her head and bite her lower lip. "I don't want to get married yet! I'm not ready to give up my freedom and my social life!"

"Alright, let's forget about that first. We came here to enjoy. We can think of a solution for your problem after." Selena suggested, patting Alveena's head.

Alveena and Erica agreed on her suggestion. Soon the three of them started to enjoy their drinks. They just finished two bottles each when they decided to go to the dance floor.

They joined the crowd, dancing and swaying their bodies on the lively music. Tonight's music genre was a combination of EDM aka Electronic Dance Music and Trap Music. The DJ was alternately playing different pieces of music according to the genres.

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Alveena, Selena, and Erica let themselves loose, enjoying the music and dancing on the floor. Everyone was very active, loud, and having fun. After forty-five minutes of continuous dancing, the three ladies went back to their assigned table to continue their drinking session.

They were done warming up. Their bodies were now covered by sweats.

"Wow, that's so intense. It's been so long since the last time we danced like that." Alveena said while giggling. They were now back to their table.

"Yeah, that's true." Erica promptly responded.

"I missed hanging out with you girls. I'm glad you are back, Sissy Alvee." Selena said, pulling Alveena closer to her.

"Me too… I missed you both. I'm staying here for good now."

"Oh, maybe that's the reason your parents are searching for a suitable candidate as your husband. They wanted you to settle down here and stay here for good." Erica brought the 'Husband' topic up to tease Alveena.

Alveena pouted and glared at Erica.

"Please don't remind me of that. I won't treat you tonight. Hmmph. You will pay for your own drinks," she threatened her.

"Honestly, they don't need to do that. I can find a suitable husband for me. BY MYSELF," Alveena added.

Erica and Selena just burst out laughing.

"Really, you can do that? Prove it now!" Erica challenged her.

"Hey, why don't you grab this chance and start finding one for you here?" Selena suggested while smiling mischievously at her.

Erica nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, that's right. Try to find the most handsome guy in this club and try to hit on him. If you can do that then tonight's bill is on us. We will also give you rewards."

"Hmm, okay, deal!" Alveena smiled at them confidently.

After saying that, Alveena peered around the club, searching for her target. It did not take long when her eyes found a very handsome man sitting on the bar counter of the club.

She was taken aback at first when she saw that familiar face. Then her eyes lit up with excitement.

'Whoah, I didn't expect to see him here tonight. I'm so lucky. Mr. Drunky is here! Hahaha.'