Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
Chapter TWENTY ONE: Amanda's Wrath

Amanda'S POV

My face was stoic as I stepped into the night club, anger swirling inside of me as I took a seat before the counter. The server moved toward me. "What do you want, sexy lady?" His eyes roamed my body and I glared daggers at him. "If you don't want to lose your job, you had better give me a shot and mind your business." I sneered at him.

His lips lifted with a smirk as his eyes glinted. "Spitfire it is." He mixed everything before finally pouring it into a cup and pushing it toward me.

"If you need a man for the night, you can call me." He winked before turning to other customers. I let out a loud hiss, downing the content in seconds. "Amanda!" A feminine shriek came from behind me and I rolled my eyes at their attempt to familiarize themselves with me.

"Hey bitches," I feigned a smirk as they sat close to me.

"What are you doing here?" One of them chewed gum noisily as she glanced back at the bar.

"That is unlike you, huh, Amanda!" Nadia said, giving me a stink eye. They were the ladies I used to model with even though they stuck to me, knowing fully well I was the lady every man wanted and they wanted to use my influence. "C'mon, let's go! There are big men at the club tonight. Let us go fish." They dragged me to the center of the club which was booming with music. Strippers danced, humping disgusting men who splattered money on the unclad ass and bre. asts. Most of them could be married like that. They would abandon their wives and come to the club to spend the money they refuse to spend on their wives on ladies who justed wanted to ruin them. I scrunched my nose in disgust as we took seats, a waiter walked up to us and placed the wine glasses before us.

Tania was the first to reach to take a sip while Miranda leaned closer to me. She was more of the cunning one, always trying to win my favor.

"What happened? You look really angry today." She yelled over the loud, booming music. I cut her a glare before looking away. Wasn't it enough that I was angry?

Nathaniel had warned me to stay off that Maurene 's case. I just needed one thing and that was evidence that she was the real Maurene. I had seen it in her eyes when I spoke to her that night. It was obvious but why was she trying to hide that she was not the one?

I let out a deep breath and reached for my wine glass to take a sip when I felt my hairs on my neck stand at alert and I paused mid-air. Someone was watching me. My eyes moved in their sockets as I slowly placed the wine glass to my mouth, drawing a sip from it.

"Martin Taylor, son of business mogul, Frey Taylor is at the bar." Nadia announced, signalling to a guy to be enjoying his lone time. No one neared him and the guards stood at the front. My eyes narrowed at him and he lifted his gaze, our eyes clashing.

Nadia gasped in reaction as she dropped her glass in reflex, wine splashing on the shiny silvery gown she wore. Miranda and Tania rushed over to her and they tried to clean it off. One of the suggested going to the bathroom and I could not remember what happened next. All I knew was that this Martin had attention captured.

Someone's voice cut through my hearing senses and I flinched. I turned my head, facing them through the disco light. A bulky man towered over me, extending his hand. "Boss asked me to give you."

I was reluctant to take it from him so he placed on the table before me. I looked up to the place Martin had sat and I noticed he was gone. I jerked to my feet and glanced through the club, only to see him at the entrance of the club, looking at me as well. With a wave and his mouth tilted in a smirk, he stepped out and the bulky men that surrounded him disappeared before the door closed. I contemplated going after him but I needed to save my face. My gaze dropped to the card on the table and Nadia's whining sounded close. I instantly picked the card and placed it in my purse, closing it into place. The three of them stared at me and I cocked my head to the side. "What?"

"You..." Tania trailed off before Nadia let out a hiss.

"Martin is gone!" She shrieked so loud that the music couldn't hold her voice within the walls. Even some people glanced at her. She rushed toward me and grabbed my arms. "Tell me you spoke with him." She begged, her eyes wider as she looked into mine. I jerked my hands away from her.

"Why will I do that? Do I know him? He is not my type." I mumbled before heading to the counter. I would pay for the wine we took.

They followed me and I stretched out my card but the server from earlier came back, the smirk on his lips still there.

"You don't need to pay. Someone already did for you ladies." He informed us. My eyes narrowed on the server as my mind drifted back to Martin. Did he-

"Wait, tell me. Who paid?" Nadia rushed forward and leaned on the counter. The server smiled this time, even though the smile didn't reach his face. "I'm sorry but the person wanted to be anonymous and again, we do not give out our customers confidential information." He replied.

I let out a scoff. "But you gave our invoice to him to pay for us." I arched my brow in question.

His eyes glinted with an unusual glow as he shook his head. "Take it like he only rendered a favor to you, beautiful ladies." His smile was deceiving. Was I the only one that noticed?

I insisted that I paid again and they returned the money to whosoever had paid for us but Nadia refused it, obsessively saying she knew who had paid it and ironic part was she gave the server her number to give the man. I knew it from the way her eyes moved in their sockets. She thought it was Martin. It could be anyone practically. I didn't say anything though.

As we led each other out of the club, Nadia did not stop blabbing about how she had been pining for Martin and Tania was doing a great job at listening to her while Miranda was watching me.

I met her stare and she offered me a sweet smile. The smile she always used to get clients. I didn't fall for it though.

Just as I turned to leave, Tania caught me by the hand. "You still haven't told us why you are so cranky like this?"

I trailed my gaze from the place she held me to the her face. The cab I had ordered for parked before me and the door opened.

"Someone I despise is back and I want to ruin her." I gritted out. With that, I got into the cab and let the door close. They watched me drive away while I settled into the seat.

My mind was torn between Martin and ruining Maurene. I brought out the card and stared at it.

Who is Martin?