Chapter 172
Chapter 172
Chapter 172 The Madam Wishes to See You
The maid reminded Monica, “Mr. Fox has asked you to get ready as it is time to return to Riverdale.”
“Right now?” Sleep fled her mind as Monica glanced at the time and exclaimed. “It’s only 5.00AM!”
“He said he misses his wife. He could not sleep all night and did not want to wait a second longer. Please hurry up, the maid replied.
Monica was rendered speechless upon hearing that. “Very well.” After closing the door, she stomped around the room to get dressed and pack her things.
Ten minutes later, on the private jet flying from Navelie to Riverdale, she stared at the lavish breakfast before her, but she had no appetite because of her mounting frustration. She then noticed the two children happily eating their breakfast. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
Meanwhile. Stanley was seated across from Monica, gazing out the window with a faint smile. With the rising sun’s rays splayed across his face, he radiated such a gentle aura that he did not resemble the man she knew. She noticed that his entire demeanor had changed since the children entered his life, and he had become gentler.
After breakfast, the children played with their tablets.
“Bad news, Daddy!” After saying this, Samuel thrust the tablet into his father’s face. “Look at what the news. outlets are saying.”
As soon as she heard this. Monica snapped out of her thoughts and hurrienovelxo.com fast updatedly pulled out her phone.
There were affectionate and artistically captured photographs of “the perfect family of four” in crystal clarity. Articles and headlines published by media outlets were completely false, with the truth being twisted for readership. Intentionally or not, they referred to her as Mrs. Fox and the biological mother of his children.
In contrast, Stanley did not read a word of the article before reaching for his phone and dialing Max with an icy expression.
However, she felt guilty after reading the articles, even though she had nothing to do with the incident.
When Monica looked up at him, she noticed a terrifying aura surrounding him as he barked into the phone, “Get rid of all these nonsense articles now!” He immediately hung up after that.
His presence was so overwhelming that she did not dare breathe.
Then, Stanley wished he could teleport back to Melinda’s side to explain everything, anticipating how devastated she would be upon seeing the news.
In the meantime, at Repulse Bay, Riverdale.
Stephanie went upstairs to Melinda’s room and said, “Mrs. Fox, the Madam is waiting for you in her room. She wishes to speak to you.”
The two women locked eyes for a brief moment before Stephanie walked away.
However, Melinda anticipated what Jennifer would likely want to discuss with her upon Stanley’s imminent return. Hence, she stopped working and headed to Jennifer’s bedroom. When Stephanie opened the door for her, she found Jennifer sitting before the dressing table, but Stephanie did not follow Melinda into the room.
Jennifer was wearing a half-mask at the time, and she only turned around when she heard Melinda’s footsteps, her cool gaze fixed on Melinda.
“You will not hit me again,” Melinda declared calmly as she stopped approximately three feet away. “Not because I have someone backing me up now that Stanley’s coming home, but because I will not let this happen a third time.”
Jennifer frowned upon hearing that. How could she speak before me?
“Since we are both human and capable of communicating, let’s use our language, Melinda continued. She neither groveled nor said this in a defiant manner. “I understand you dislike me, but I am not rich, and I realize it is impossible for me to win over everyone.”
“Are you done yet?” Jennifer’s eyes glinted angrily, and her face was etched with a stormy expression.
“Not yet,” Melinda replied. “If you make life hard for me while the children are watching, I will not just accept your anger. Let me make it clear for you; I am a 9th Dan Black Belt in Taekwondo.”
Suddenly, Jennifer’s expression turned icier than ice after hearing those words.
“I am not taunting you with all of this. It is merely a kind reminder,” Melinda continued humbly. “I truly respect you and wish to cure you. That is all. Now, you may speak. I will listen.”