The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

"So why are you calling us while you're drunk during work hours? You realize that Louisa and I are also working, right?"

"Oh, hush, Axel. All of us know very well that you would rather walk out of your office than face the female employees swarming around you like ants."

Axel laughed with amusement at Louisa's comment. "It is true. So, what happened?"

Before answering Axel's question, Declan took another glass of margarita, making Axel shake his head. This was the first time he had seen Declan drink more than two glasses even though the man had a very low tolerance for alcohol.

"I think I've gone crazy."

"Why?" Axel became interested in what had made his best friend feel that he had gone crazy. He drank his own drink while waiting for the answer that would come out of Declan's mouth.

"Looks like I've fallen in love."

Spurt!

Axel nearly spat out his drink and choked up a few coughs. On the other side, Louisa's body stiffened, and her eyes became cloudy, but she turned cheerful again and asked in a normal tone.

"Who's the lucky girl?"

"It's a boy."

Cough!

Axelard choked on his own saliva, and for the umpteenth time, he patted his chest to relieve his cough when he heard an unexpected answer from his best friend.

Declan fell in love? That's a big news because Axel knew that no matter how beautiful a woman approaches Declan, he never gets into action. Even when Declan asks Louisa for help to become his date so that his mother would no longer arrange some blind date, Declan felt nothing toward that girl.

Now Declan admits he has fallen in love? Of course, Axelard was very curious and wanted to meet the woman who has succeeded in opening the door to the closed heart man.

But it turns out that Declan is in love with a boy?! That's shocking, crazy, and dead news.

Since when did Declan become gay? Should he start avoiding him?

Without realizing it, Axel shifted his chair away from Declan, and it was unfortunate that the man noticed his slight movements.

"Hi, sweetheart. Why are you avoiding me?" Declan put his hand around Axel's cold neck and pulled the man closer to him. "Now that I see it, your blue eyes were so mesmerizing."

Axelard was used to cold temperatures, and in this world, the only person who could stand in the middle of winter without wearing a jacket or thick clothes was him.

But the moment he heard Declan's whisper for praising his eyes made his back shudder with horror, and he had the urge to pour cold water on his friend's head.

No. He had the urge to puke at Declan's face!

Meanwhile, Louisa was frozen for a while without knowing that Declan currently flirted around with her other male friends. The moment she noticed that the two men's faces were getting closer, Louisa stood up and slid her hands between the two of them to separate them.

"Declan, you're drunk. It's time for you to go home."

"No, I don't want, and I'm not drunk."

"Yes, you are. Come on," Louisa tried to grab the man's hand to take him home, but she felt like she was pulling the chain that was embedded in the wall. "Axel, help me, please."

"Uhm... Why do I skip a beat with his look?" uttered Axel, making Declan scoff.

"Axel!!"

"I'm just kidding." Axel raised his hands in surrender as he could feel the girl's bad mood. "Besides, I don't think he wants to go home yet. Let's stay here for a while."

Declan smiled, amused at his friend's comment, then raised his glass which was already filled with his favorite margarita.

"Did I ever say that I love you?" asked Declan, finishing his drink in one gulp.

"Are you sure you want to let him stay here longer?" Louisa raised an eyebrow at Axel, who now looked pale.

Well, from the start, Axel's handsome face always looks pale because his skin was as white as snow. But when Declan said the man loved him, Axelard's face grew paler so that the color of his lips was not much different from the skin on his face.

"He's really drunk." was his comment.

"Told you."

"One more!" exclaimed Declan to the bartender, asking for another shot.

"No-no-no. I think it's time to go back."

"Thank God," Louisa rolled her eyes as soon as Axelard prevented the bartender from preparing a drink for Declan.

After paying for the drink Declan bought, Axelard led the man to his car. As soon as Declan got into his car, the man immediately collapsed and fell asleep in the passenger seat.

"Phew. Is he possessed? Maybe someone used voodoo on him?"

"Seriously? You believed that?"

"Who knows?" Louisa shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

"Come on. I'll take you home." offered Axel as he opened the door next to the driver like a gentleman.

"How about him?"

"Don't worry. I'll bring him home after you."

Louisa gave him a thin smile, but after Axelard didn't see her face, her smile turned sour.

If Axel weren't with them, Louisa would use this opportunity to take Declan to the hotel. That way, she could make him take responsibility for raping her while drunk.

Declan hardly ever drinks high alcohol drinks because he knew he had a very low tolerance for alcohol. She had no idea that Declan would drink alcohol to the point of getting drunk, and she missed this golden opportunity.

Why did Declan contact Axel? The man should have just contacted her only.

Louisa got out of Axel's car with a heavy heart and parted ways with the two men. To approach the two hottest men of all time, Louisa acted as a gentle, sweet girl to make the two men feel comfortable with her amd accept her to their circle.

Louisa was patient enough to wait to hook one of them until she realized that Axel had decided not to fall in love. She changed her target and now her eyes only aimed for Declan. She was quite satisfied that the only woman who became a close friend of the man was herself.

But her patience was running low when she heard that Mrs. Black had chosen a daughter-in-law. Why did that woman choose another girl when she already won her heart?

Who is that girl? Who is the so-called dream bride that Mrs. Black chose for Declan?

She had to find out.