?<strong>Chapter 162:</strong>


    “I have just one question,” he said, his voice deep and a little husky. “Exactly when did you be the spider woman?”


    And just like that, Belinda’s calm facade cracked. Anger and embarrassment crossed her face as she threw the covers aside and dashed into the bathroom at lightning speed.


    She reeked of alcohol now, to the point that even her senses were overwhelmed by the scent.


    Later, when Belinda finally emerged from the bathroom, Lucas was no longer in the room.


    Belinda breathed a long sigh of relief.


    But when she made her way downstairs and saw Harold, she almost lost herposure again when she remembered what she had done to him the previous night.


    Belinda walked over to him with a sheepish smile. “I’m so sorry, Harold,” she said awkwardly. “I had too much to drink and made a fool of myselfst night.”


    Harold onlyughed heartily. “Oh, it’s all right, perfectly all right!”


    But then, he went on to advise gently, “Drinking too much is never a good thing. Try to refrain from doing so from now on.”


    “I understand,” Belinda nodded obediently.


    “Good! Now, let’s go have breakfast,” Harold said.


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    “Oh, there’s no need for that. I’m already runningte for work. I’ll eat at the hospital. Bye!” Belinda said.


    With that, she hurried out of the house.


    In the afternoon, Belinda received a call from Baker.


    “What is it?” she asked curtly.


    “Come home for dinner tonight,” Baker said.


    Belinda’s response was quick and t. “If you have something to say to me, just say it over the phone now.” Baker’s invitations to a meal were nothing more than excuses to reprimand her for one thing or another. Each time Belinda had a meal with him, she always left the Wright family estate stewing in pent-up anger.


    “Your aunt Madonna and her family are visiting,” Baker said.


    Belinda frowned. Now, she was even more unwilling to go back home for the meal. But after some thought, she said, “All right. I’ll be there.” She didn’t wait for Baker to say anything more and hung up on him.


    After clocking off work, Belinda jumped in her car and drove straight to the Wright family’s residence.


    When she arrived, her aunt, Madonna Bat, and her family were already there. Belinda greeted Madonna and her husband courteously.


    “Oh, my goodness! Is this really Belinda?” Madonna’s eyes grew wide, and her jaw fell open. Baker had told her that Belinda lookedpletely different now, but nothing had prepared her for this. Seeing Belinda like this left her absolutely stunned.


    Madonna’s daughter, Lillie Bat, was also gaping at Belinda in disbelief. “Wait… Belinda, did you get cosmetic surgery?”


    Madonna shot Lillie a pointed look. “Stop spouting nonsense, Lillie!” Then, she turned back to Belinda with a warm smile. “Belinda has always been pretty. She just used to be chubby, so her features didn’t stand out back then.”


    Hearing this, Belinda turned her head slightly, looking at Madonna.


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