Eighteen Again: The CEO's Wife was a Delinquent

Chapter 70 - A Schemer's Entertainment

That very morning, while the mice went out to play, a certain cat came with a different kind of game.

Irish went to pay a visit at the beach house that Adrian prepared for Cassidy. Her mother had ordered her to fetch her instead after they failed to contact both of them through their cellphones. 

Despite the hassle of getting there, she still complied for the sake of her own entertainment. 

After all, it's been a long while since Irish had her last face-to-face exchange with her sister-in-law. She knew that she changed a lot, but that didn't really change how she saw her. If anything, it just amused and piqued her curiosity even more. 

The side of her that she witnessed last night did take her aback. But even then, she realized that things wouldn't really be any less interesting at all. 

That woman is still Cassidy, after all, and she will always be an interesting little thing to play with. 

"My, my~ What a beautiful morning we're having," Irish mused out loud with a sing-song voice as she savored the lovely scenery.

With two bodyguards in tow, the brunette is now taking a stroll beside the road leading to her destination. She's wearing a revealing white dress with a pair of sunglasses in her eyes and a frilly parasol in hand to block herself from the sunlight. 

Beside her is a perfect view of the ocean in its early morning glory - with the scintillating sun beaming down at her, the refreshing breeze billowing all around, and the captivated looks she keeps getting from all the guys who can't help but ogle her.

When one of the topless male surfers managed to lock eye contact with her, she did him a favor and winked at him seductively. This got him blushing and smirking while his other companions could only make a ruckus out of envy. Right then, a guy riding a bicycle happened to get a bit too close to her, which she found as a perfect opportunity to spread her flairs even more.

"Hey there, hot stuff," she cooed flirtatiously, distracting the bicyclist and nearly making him fall over after being hit by her charms.

Irish has always been the one to enjoy standing under the spotlight like this. 

She is proud of her unparalleled beauty as well as her engaging personality, which she doesn't fail to display every time there's a pair of eyes watching her. That makes her the playful and attention-loving type of woman, running around breaking hearts and never settling with a single man.

Then again, as a movie actress, she belongs to the entertainment world - she's there to please crowds but doesn't let herself become too attached with anyone.

"Speaking of, I really got to hurry now. As much as I want to take my sweet time getting to know the new Cassidy, I've got two dates this afternoon," Irish recalled silently the moment she and her bodyguards finally arrived in front of the mansion. 

That's when she found herself halting her train of thoughts and needing to double take.

As soon as she recognized the place to be one of her brother's most grandiose land properties around this area, she took off her sunglasses and stared at it incredulously. She couldn't believe that he'd put on an effort to give that useless wife of his something as opulent and exquisite as this.

"What a waste... Even though she's just taking a vacation here, she deserves to stay at a cottage or a room at the same hotel where the guests spent the night in after the party..." Irish scoffed contemptuously.

"I didn't know Adrian would let her use this. Even I had never stayed here before."

Then again, this was probably why her younger brother didn't tell them anything about his wife staying at a different place. They didn't learn about this until they saw her leaving the party last night and heading back somewhere they had no idea about.

"On second thought, I could skip the dates for now. That woman got something going on, and I never saw Adrian go through so many troubles for her sake before. For all I know, she's also the reason behind their late arrival last night, which I really wouldn't find surprising judging by how she was now. Just what did she do to my lil' brother for him to be acting so out of character...?" Irish continued to ponder before spreading a conceited, scheming simper.

"Yes, yes~ I really needed a long, nice chat with her." 

Minutes later, though, she found out that a chat was impossible to have at the moment. 

All her excitement that morning came crashing down in a matter of seconds after learning that both Cassidy and Adrian were not there. She is now scanning around the living room that clearly lacks their presence. 

The houseworkers had no idea where they went off to since her brother refused to disclose that information for some unknown reason. All they knew was that they went to different places.

"And Adrian just let that woman do whatever she pleased? Where the heck did she go...?" Irish grumbled underneath her breath, evidently miffed.

"Knowing my brother, he's most probably at work or something. But her...? When did she ever goof around on her own? She's always the type who'd stay behind at home and wait faithfully for her husband to come back." 

Yet now that she thought about it, something seemed amiss.

Both Adrian and Edward appeared busy talking about something with Charles last night, but since she and Olivia were too caught up in the party, they weren't able to pay any attention to it. Gertrude was also too occupied in drinking and talking with the other guests. She didn't even care anymore when the chopper she sent finally arrived.

"My night's already ruined by that woman's shameless entrance and exit. Save the deets for tomorrow. I can't have the visitors keep lingering on that ruckus she caused,"  was their mother's rant that time, clearly upset by how almost everything went out of her control just because of her daughter-in-law's appearance.

Usually, the men in their family take the lead in handling most matters, especially those related to their business. Women have their own unique roles, but sometimes, that's simply because they take different career paths that don't center on commerce. 

In any case, if what her brothers were talking about had only something to do with work, then it's no big deal that they did not get to know about this. But if it turns out to be something that will explain their absence right now and is not work-related at all, she will definitely poke her nose in it. 

"Perhaps, Sophie can help me with gathering more details. She works with Adrian at the company, after all. I'll have her take a look into their current affairs..." Irish thought out loud before glancing at the maids who're cleaning the living room at the moment. 

"For now, though, I've got to monitor that sister-in-law of mine. There got to be some people around here who're working under me. That way, I'll be able to know what she's up to while I'm away."

Though that's how Irish phrased it out, she is thinking of something more than getting some people to observe Cassidy. It's like how she used to do things before. She didn't have to be present all the time just so she could mess around with her. 

"Since Cassidy lost her memories, she may find herself at a bigger disadvantage than usual. She already forgot about my playful nature, which meant that she had also forgotten how I used to play my games. But then, that's her own problem now, ain't it...?" Irish mumbled to herself, smirking mischievously all the while.

"All I'm really after here is my own entertainment~"

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It's way past noon by now, but Cassidy still hasn't finished arranging everything she bought earlier.

For one, she still needed to have her clothes hanged in her walk-in closet. It's smaller compared to the one she has back at home, but it's still astonishingly luxurious. She really didn't see it until now since she got the summer dress she's wearing at a guest's room. 

"Anyhow, I'll just take care of these later tonight..." she murmured to herself before pulling out something from one of her shopping bags.

"For now, I want to try this out!"

With an ecstatic grin on her face and her hands raised in the air, she beholds a bundle of small sachets that have a glossy packaging. Under the light of the chandelier, they beam back at her as if mirroring her joy and excitement.

She remembered how she happened to pass through a whole shelf of it back in the department store she visited earlier. That's when she also recalled that it's something she'd been raring to do for a while now. 

"I'mma go dye my hair~" 

Like what Cassidy used to do back when she's still living her fun and wild springtime, she's now going to dye her hair in the ever glorious color of brilliant crimson.