Hattie could tell at a glance that Chuck could not possibly be an owner of a plaza. It seemed that what Manny had said before was all lies. Delivering ingredients via helicopter and all that talk about fish paste... It was all a hoax.
There was no doubt about it.
"Hattie, shut up," Manny shushed angrily. How could Hattie say that Zelda was with a male escort? She was fuming to hear such comments.
Zelda would never go to such a place.
"Why should I? You're the one going about and shouting in anger. I want to meet your daughter. Oh, actually, forget it. I sure don't want to meet that male escort. It would be embarrassing to get associated with such a person," Hattie said and then left promptly.
When Hattie had started to walk away to speak with others, Manny suddenly grabbed at her in a rage and hissed, "Stop right there!"
"What are you doing? Don't think about arguing with me! Go get yourself a fine young man, surely he will help you destress. You could ask Zelda's boyfriend to introduce you. He must know a lot of them," Hattie sneered mockingly.
"Mom," Zelda called just then. She had managed to come over with Chuck.
"Auntie," Chuck greeted.
"Hello," Manny responded. She was in a better mood now that she had seen them both together. She was relieved that they hadn't broken up yet.
It seemed that Zelda was still dating Chuck.
"Auntie Dakolta," Zelda greeted Hattie.
"Oh, why do you call me Auntie? I'm only a few years older than you. Call me Sister," Hattie corrected her.
Zelda was speechless at that. Hattie was about ten years older than her, how could she call her that?
"Is this your boyfriend?" Hattie then directed her gaze at Chuck. She thought he was not bad looking. This man was a little muscular. She wondered, "Which club was he from? Maybe I could pop in and experience for a bit."
"Yes, his name is Chuck Cannon," Zelda introduced.
Chuck nodded in acknowledgement.
"That's rude. You didn't even greet me," Hattie said sarcastically. She had even considered going to his workplace to check it out but he was being too rude. She quickly changed her mind.
"Auntie," Chuck greeted unenthusiastically.
"Are you blind? Call me Sister!" Hattie yelled unhappily.
"She's crazy. Don't mind her," Manny said angrily. How could Hattie speak to Chuck like that?
Chuck merely shrugged in response. Zelda was fuming a little as well and she said, "Auntie, manner please."
"Oh, even you have a bad temper. How can your whole family be like this? Does your boyfriend not treat you well enough? Maybe that's why your temper is so horrible..." Hattie mocked. That must be it. Otherwise, how could they be so easily angered?
"Whatever, I'm not going to talk to you anymore," Hattie said as she was about to leave. She had already shown off enough. Knowing Zelda's boyfriend was cr*p, she felt superior.
"By the way, Manny said that you own a helicopter. Do you have time to take me on a ride?" Hattie decided to mock further.
He had been impolite to her, so she was going to embarrass him.
"There's no pilot available at the moment, so we fly it over. Sorry," Chuck shrugged as he replied. Although Betty had regained consciousness, she was still recuperating. The person who had piloted the helicopter had been injured by Black Rose as well. Chuck didn't know what to do with the helicopter, so he had just left it there.
After all, the plane that his mother had ordered for him last time had already arrived.
However, Chuck didn't let anyone fly it out. He could only wait for Betty to recover and then ask her to do it.
"No pilot... right. Haha! Aren't you good at playing pretend?" Hattie sneered.
"I'm not pretending," Chuck said.
"Really? You don't look like a man who could own a helicopter. Stop pretending!" Hattie yelled aggressively, "If you're really not pretending, why don't you ask someone to fly it here now?"
"I've just told you. There's no pilot available," Chuck replied. Even though Willa could fly a plane, Chuck didn't want to trouble her with such a trivial matter.
"Just say that you don't have one then!" Hattie hissed as she stared Chuck down, "Don't think that I don't know who you are."
"You do?" Chuck asked, feeling strange. He thought that Hattie's figure was not bad. She had the typical figure of a proper lady. However, Chuck could not remember meeting this woman before. How did she know about him?
"Yes, you are a gigolo from the club, right? Oh, you don't have to put on an act in front of me. I often go clubbing so I know these things. I look pretty, don't I? If you can make me happy, I'll visit you next time. But I only like obedient men. Are you obedient?" Hattie asked smugly.
Chuck blinked in disbelief. He had almost mentally broken down on the spot. When did he become a male escort? How did she come to that conclusion? Chuck quickly shook his head in response.
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