Riches in Disguise

I nearly lost Felicia forever!

The day after this went down, I had no idea about what happened and was giddy with the excitement of getting to see Felicia soon.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, I assumed that Felicia was about to get off the cruise. Her phone would also be returned to her. I called her repeatedly, but her phone remained powered off. Perhaps she had left it on the cruise for too long without charging, and its battery had run out.

I could only wait. However, night fell and she still hadn't emerged. I couldn't get a hold of her. She hadn't sent me any messages either.

Just as concern began bubbling up within me and I was about to call the police, I received a call from a stranger.

"Hello, is this William? I'm Roxanne, one of the members of the girl group Felicia is in."

It was Roxanne.

The worst part about this was that I had no idea what had happened on the cruise. I knew nothing about the ill will she harbored toward Felicia. Instead, I clung to her like she was my saviour and asked her about Felicia.

"Felicia asked me to inform you that something came up. She'll go back to you once she's done handling it."

I asked anxiously, "What is she doing?"

I knew Felicia too well. Other than her responsibilities at school and dance practice, she did not do much else. I doubted the truthfulness of Roxanne's words.

Roxanne replied, "I have no idea what she was heading off to do. However, when we got to the airport, a rich looking man picked her up in a luxurious car. Don't worry about her, though. She looked pretty happy. They should be fine."

A rich looking man? A luxurious car?

I was confused.

Felicia kept to herself. She didn't even have that many friends. Where did a rich man with a luxurious car come from?

As I stewed in suspicion, Roxanne said she wanted to meet me to tell me about what happened on the cruise. I had no choice but to comply.

She chose a hotel as our meeting point, saying that she had just gotten back to Welsington and had nowhere to stay. She was also exhausted and in need of a good night's sleep, which was why it would be convenient to just meet at the hotel.

My calls to Felicia still weren't going through. I could only get a cab to the hotel. This wasn't the first time I met Roxanne. I had given her a stern talking to in front of the company.

I wasn't expecting her to have completely forgotten who I was. She grinned while we spoke and seemed extremely friendly. My impression of her improved largely. After all, gorgeous women like her tended to look down on poor men. I was used to that.

They seldom showed me any respect. When they did, I tended to approve of their personality.

However, when Roxanne met with me, she only had her nightgown on. Her hair was draped around her shoulders and she seemed rather exposed. It made me feel a little awkward.

I cut to the chase and asked, "Where's Felicia?"noveldrama