Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker - Chapter 68: Chapter 68

Freda’s POV
At the Moondance Ball
“Oh, I don’t have an extra dress,” Mila shook biscuit crumbs off her champagne-colored dress and shook it again after getting out of the car, frowning.
Thinking that the Moondance Ball would prepare lounges for people from different tribes so I asked the waiter to take us to our lounge.
I turned to Mila and said half-jokingly, “Someone might like a dress that smells like chocolate cookies.”
Mila had gathered herself together and started joking, ‘Yeah, and maybe I’ll meet my mate here and he’ll think I smell like chocolate cookies and by the time we have sex, he’ll make a fuss and say, ‘Oh my god, why don’t you smell like chocolate anymore?’.”
As we were joking and laughing, someone grunted with contempt from the lounge, “Only cheeky sluts would love such dirty jokes.”
It was Evelyn.
The waiter took us to the Fullmoon Pack’s lounge and in this spacious room, Evelyn and Natasha were sitting there, getting their makeup done by their makeup artists. I didn’t expect them to also be here and what Evelyn just said got Mila to stop joking.
But Mila wasn’t a pushover. She didn’t ask for a different lounge. She just walked toward the dressing tables and sat down calmly, “Chocolate cookies smell much better than slutty mistresses.”
Evelyn yelled angrily, “What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“I’ve never had an affair with a married man and I’m not interested in men who already have their mates,” Mila took out a napkin and gently wiped the cookie crumbs off her dress.
“Who are you to say that to me? You slum dog!” What Mila just said really hurt Evelyn’s feelings and she immediately started screaming at her.
I coldly gave her a look, “Evelyn, don’t forget my warning.”
Evelyn had always been hot-tempered. She wanted to come at Mila but then she bit her lips and suppressed her anger after thinking about something. She glared at me fiercely and I could see her eyes flaring with rage.
It looked like her father had taught her a lesson and kept her down a notch. At least she didn’t dare to start a fight with us anymore and had to hold back her wrath. She turned to Natasha who was sitting right next to her.
Natasha patted her hand and looked at me, begging, “I know you don’t wanna see us here. But in the eye of other people, you’re still a member of the Fullmoon Pack. So can we stop fighting?”
She was acting so sincere but I just ignored her and sat next to Mila. I carefully wiped off the crumbs on her dress and said, “Good thing that it’s just some crumbs. We can get them off.”
Mila also didn’t want to waste her time on those two and just pretended they weren’t there. She completely ignored them and started complaining, “I shouldn’t have eaten those cookies in the car. But I just did a major surgery last night and I’m starving.”
“You can get something to eat at the ball.”
But Mila looked at me in disbelief, “At the ball? I’m going there to get laid, not to get food.”
I wanted to say that Richard would love to have dinner with you in the moonlight but since Natasha and Evelyn were still here, I just gave her a playful look and didn’t say it.
Those two didn’t quiet down as we ignored them and even got pissed because we ignored the show they put on. Natasha forced a smile and pulled Evelyn’s arm, “Never mind. Since Freda and Mila don’t want us here, let’s just leave. We can take a walk in the garden, right, Evelyn?”
Evelyn couldn’t keep her cool anymore and shook off Natasha’s arms. I didn’t know if it was because she was defending Natasha or just feeling humiliated, but she yelled at us, “Natasha, you’re being too nice to them! You always put up with her but this lounge doesn’t belong to her. Why are you afraid of her? We’re here first and if someone has to leave, it should be them, not us! She’s not a noble lady of the Greenwald family anymore. Alpha Levi even wants you to…”
“Evelyn!” Natasha panicked and interrupted Evelyn who blabbed out something.
Mila and I locked eyes and I just gave her a comforting smile.
Even though Natasha had stopped Evelyn from saying more, I could tell what she wanted to say.
I wasn’t surprised that Levi would do such things and I even felt that Natasha was provoking Evelyn to say that in front of me just to show off and tell me that she could take everything away from me.
They were still indulged in the show they put on and Natasha turned to me, acting to be genuine, “I’m sorry that you’ve gone through so much trouble because of me last time. Evelyn, we’re here for the ball. Don’t start another fight. I don’t want you to provoke Uncle Schmitt again because of me.”
Maybe it was because Evelyn thought of how Mr. Schmitt punished her last time, she looked a bit scared.
Mila had already tidied up her dress and as those two were still putting on quite a show, she fixed my makeup. I was wearing red lipstick and my makeup was delicate yet not too heavy. My makeup suited my white dress perfectly and my hair was French braided into a long braid, resting on my right shoulder. Just like Mila said, I didn’t look cold and distant anymore and became elegant and sweet.
“Gorgeous. You’re gonna drop their jaws at the ball,” Mila put away her lipstick and exclaimed.
Evelyn got a bit jealous and murmured, “No matter how she looks, Carl won’t even look at her.”
But Natasha just stood there and didn’t say anything.
I didn’t wanna put up with them chitchatting behind me anymore and smiled at them coldly, “Why would I get all dressed up for Carl? He’s not worth it.”
“You’re just jealous!” Evelyn yelled.
“To me, he’s nothing,” I said with contempt and turned to look at Natasha, “you’re such a good actress but your audience isn’t here. So don’t bother acting in front of me and stop expecting Evelyn to say something that will make me jealous.”
I didn’t give a crap about Levi, let alone who he cared about.
“Freda, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Natasha bit her lips and said pitifully.
I slicked my hair and gave her a warning look, “You know what I’m talking about and you’re aware of what happened with Mila in the hospital. Natasha, I don’t care if you wanna marry Carl. But don’t get the wrong ideas that I would tolerate everything you do. Or else, I’ll make you regret everything you’ve done. It’s not hard to ruin your engagement, right?”
Natasha’s face instantly went pale.
In the past, I didn’t give a damn about Natasha but that didn’t mean I wasn’t capable of making her life miserable. I glared at her wryly and was about to leave with Mila, leaving her in the lounge. To be honest, Mila and I looked like the bad guys in a fairy tale.
But Natasha wasn’t an innocent little princess. She dashed toward me and grabbed my arm, “I know you’ve never thought of me as your sister but I really wanna be your sister. Freda, I know you hate me but please don’t cut father off just because you hold a grudge against grandma and me. They’re your family and I just want you to come home…Ah!”
When Natasha came to me, I shook her hands off in disgust and Natasha fell to the ground on purpose.
The same trick again.
“Natasha!” Evelyn screamed, “she’s put up with you a lot! Why can’t you just leave her alone, you vicious little bitch!?”
“Natasha!” someone gasped at the door.
Carl walked in and saw Natasha on the ground, acting like I was the one who pushed her. He walked toward Natasha gloomily.
This kind of trick never got old for her and Carl fell for it every single time. I just found it extremely absurd.
“Carl, don’t blame it on Freda. It’s all my fault, not Freda’s…”
Everyone froze and was a bit awkward.
Because I was the one who said those things, not Natasha. The second she opened her mouth, I finished the sentence for her, “Is that what you wanna say?”
Natasha’s face went paler. She bit her lips and was about to cry.
In the deafening silence, Mila couldn’t keep it down anymore and laughed out loud, “You sounded just like her!”
“Because I’ve seen enough. I don’t know how many times I saw her acting like this.” I shrugged and chuckled, “maybe use a different approach next time. And of course, I hope I’ll never see you again so please don’t invite me to be the audience if you wanna stage on a show like this again.”
Carl was a bit stunned and forgot to help Natasha up for a second.
I didn’t waste any time on them and left the lounge with Mila. When we finally went to the garden, Mila finally couldn’t take it anymore and burst into laughter. Before I could tease her, my phone started ringing.
It was Allen.
“Look up, Freda.”