Chapter 863

Chapter 863 Minerva’s Scheme

It was 7.00PM, and Minerva was happily wrapped up in Peter’s arms as they sat in a private room in

one of the nightclubs in Eastcliff. Suddenly, the door to the room swung open, and three men entered.

Upon closer look, the men happened to be the same trio whom Minerva had brought along to the

Grand Garden before this. They had taken a liking to Sasha back then and wanted to get her drunk, but

Matthew stopped that from happening. By the end of the night, the three men hadn’t been able to keep

up with Matthew’s drinking, and they threw up so badly that they were hospitalized.

They had only just been discharged in the past two days, but they still looked weak and unsteady on

their feet as one of them asked, “Minerva, why did you ask to see us so early in the evening?”

Minerva detached herself from Peter’s embrace and eyed the three men darkly. “Do you guys want

revenge for what happened last time?”

The three men exchanged a meaningful glance and grimaced. The man who spoke first hissed through

gritted teeth, “Of course, we’d want revenge! But none of us could keep up with that bast*rd when it

comes to drinking!”

Minerva scoffed. “In that case, don’t drink with him! William, didn’t you say that you know a couple of

young masters from the Ten Greatest Families of Eastcliff? Ask them to come by the club tonight, and

I’ll bring them over to Sasha’s private room, making it look like I’m trying to introduce her to them.

Sasha is a b*tch and a goody-two-shoes, so she wouldn’t graciously receive them at all. When she

offends them, we can seize the opportunity to blow things out of proportion.” A cold smirk played on her

lips as she continued, “By the end of it all, the few young masters would help us get rid of Larson, and

we wouldn’t even have to lift a finger!”

The trio’s eyes lit up when they heard this. They had been holding a grudge against Matthew ever

since he got them drunk to the point of throwing up last time, but they didn’t dare seek revenge against

him, knowing how rich and powerful the Cunningham Family was.

Now that Minerva had come up with a plan for them to put their revenge into action, they were more

than willing to see it through the end. William was excited as he said, “We’ll go along with your plan,

Minerva. I recently made friends with a young master from one of the Ten Greatest Families of Eastcliff,

and he’s probably already on his way to becoming the heir to his family fortune. The Cunningham

Family’s riches could hardly compare to his, and if a brawl really does break out tonight, then Larson

will be as good as dead!”

Pleased, Minerva nodded slowly and said with finality, “Very well, then. Let’s get this whole thing

started.”

After the three men left happily, Minerva leaned into the couch, and the corner of her lips curled up

insidiously. She had spent a good amount of time tweaking her plan to perfection, but Sasha rarely

ever came by the nightclub, and Minerva had waited for a while before finally getting the chance to put

her evil scheme in action.

Peter, on the other hand, grew uneasy. He was a fraud, after all, and he dared not show his face on

occasions that involved those from the upper-crust society. “Honey, I’m afraid I have to go; I have a

meeting later tonight,” he lied.

Minerva’s face fell as she tried to persuade him to stay. “I was going to introduce you to a couple of

those young masters, honey.”

He uttered a hasty apology and made as if his line of work was busy, then left the club in a rush.

She brushed this off. After all, he wasn’t a crucial part of her plan tonight.

When the clock struck 10.00PM that night, Sasha and a few other girls showed up at the Twilight Bar.

These girls were all Sasha’s university mates, and they were a rather close-knit group. They were

based out of town for most of the year, but they returned to Eastcliff for a reunion.

Having grabbed dinner with Sasha earlier, they persuaded her to come out with them for a drink

tonight.

However, Sasha was still texting on her phone even after settling down in the private room. One of the

girls inched closer and mused, “My goodness, Sasha, have you been keeping your husband updated

as to your whereabouts all night? You must be precious to him. Is he terrified that we’re going to sell

you off to some trafficking group or something?”

Sasha merely smiled as she replied, “No, I just want to make sure he knows where I am. I wouldn’t

want him to worry.”