Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 53

Artur came to the Sterling villa driving Rebecca’s Mercedes the very morning. The children had gone to school, but Oliver was there, and he wondered why Artur didn’t come in a bugatti. Devon was still begging Oliver to help him get the platinum card back.

Artur entered the villa like a lion, but his overflowing positive expression drastically changed after seeing the newly installed escalator being removed right before his eyes. If it was his home, he would have roared, but now, he walked forth without uttering a word.

Kathy came up to him and said, “If you want to go to Madam Rebecca’s room, there’s another way. Follow me.”

He followed her, and she took him through a long route and eventually took him to an empty room on the ground floor. Once he entered, she locked the door.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Artur asked, frowning.

Kathy began to undress. Once she removed her dress, her full, round breasts were only being covered by her white bra. “I want you to help me,” she said, seductively, running her finger from her lips to her navel as she closed the distance. Artur raised his brows. “Seriously? You think I’m that easy?” he turned halfway and slapped her breasts with the back of his hand so hard, her bra came off, but she cried out in pain as she got pushed a few steps back “Ah!” she didn’t expect him to be so rough. No. it wasn’t rough. It was brutal. She instinctively covered her boobs with her arm. “Move,” Artur affirmed himself with just one word, and she felt intimidated and stepped aside. “I’m not in the mood of fucking a maid, or I would have shown you hell and heaven at the same time.” He opened the door and walked out like nothing had ever happened.

Kathy bit on her finger. “This guy… Madam Selena told me to trap him and turn his attention away from her daughter, but he’s too scary. Much scarier than Shawn.” She could still feel the pain in his chest, and for some reason, she turned horny. Though it wasn’t as magical as when Benjamin had licked the cake off her fingers, Artur also had something special in his hand. “I want to find a husband who is dominant and creative in bed, but only buffoons like Johnny are chasing me. At this rate, I’m going to stay single forever! No! I can’t let that happen!” She dressed up quickly and walked out. Artur was nowhere in sight. “He’s already found his way to the first floor? I must report to Madam Selena as fast as possible!”

Selene had always wanted Edward to marry Rebecca. While Edward wasn’t even close to Artur in terms of wealth, Edward was someone she could always keep under control. that over a billionaire’s son. After all, if she wanted she could always attend the parties of billionaires using her celebrity status, so billionaires were nothing really special in her eyes. As long as she liked her son-in-law and could keep him in control, it didn’t matter if that guy was blind or bitchy.

Though Shawn listened to Selena’s words, if someone from Shawn’s side were to enter the Sterling family, her authority would weaken, and she didn’t want that. Artur installing an

escalator within hours before even consulting her had greatly hurt her ego, and she wanted Artur gone from her daughter’s life and from her sight as fast as possible.

When she was thinking of how to antagonize Artur, Rebecca herself came to Selena’s room this morning and said she wanted the escalator gone. Her words were like music to Selena’s ears. She didn’t even ask the reason why her daughter wanted the escalator to be removed, but if she knew that the reason behind was Benjamin getting injured, she might have reconsidered. At the moment, Artur entered Rebecca’s room. She was alone and watching the Lost Love series as Benjamin had gone for work. “Hi,” Artur showered a handsome smile.

Rebecca paused the video and looked straight at him, her gaze sharpening steadily.

“Is something wrong?” Artur asked, sitting down on the couch by the wall, with one leg crossed over the other, and his arms laid back over its length. “You don’t look happy to see

me”

“And why would I be?” Rebecca’s voice grew cold. “Because you beat my husband black and blue?”

“Your husband?” Artur cheekily smiled. “He’s only a husband on paper, right? And the outside world doesn’t even know it? You don’t seem to be wearing your wedding ring, either. I can see that you are completely and utterly disappointed in him.” Rebecca frowned. “What did you come here for?”

He tossed the car keys to her. “I brought the car back. I value both money and people, but I value people more. I hope you can see that.” “I think I’ve seen enough,” she replied in a sharp tone. He faintly smirked. “Is that why you’re breaking apart the escalator and the walkway?” “My family doctor said whoever installed those things in a house must be a funny guy,” she said.

Artur smiled a little. “If you have nothing else to say, can you please leave?” she said. “I’m not feeling well.” “Yeah, I can see that,” he glanced at the television. “Lost Love, right? That’s my mom’s favorite show.”

Rebecca didn’t say anything. “Anyway, see you later,” he began walking. “Oh, wait,” Rebecca took out something from the desk drawer. It was the invitation card for the auction. “I don’t think I can visit the auction, so please take it.” Artur forced out a smile. He walked up to her and plucked the card out of her hand and elegantly slid it into his inner pocket. He then leaned closer and kept staring at her, which made her uncomfortable, but then he sent a flying kiss. Her hand flew and slapped his thick face hard even before she realized what she was doing. But This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

she didn’t look like someone who had made a mistake. She kept glaring at him.

Artur looked angry for a second, but then he almost smiled and said, “I think I deserve to get hit by your beautiful hand more than once. See you later, Ms. Rebecca.”

As he was walking away, she said, still sitting on the bed, “It’s Mrs. Rebecca.” He paused for a second but kept walking without looking back

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After he left the villa on foot, the head security guard was waiting outside in his Rolls-Royce Sweptail which was freely given to him by Artur a while back. He opened the door, and Artur got in. He drove the car away and noticed that Artur wasn’t looking as comfortable as he did before he entered the villa. “Forgive me for saying this, but I don’t think she’s worth it, sir. I did say she seemed beautiful and thoughtful, but if she can’t see your worth even after what you’ve done for her, then she’s just stupid.” A corner of Artur’s lips curled up rather abruptly. He was rubbing his cheek. “It doesn’t hurt.” “Pardon, sir? Did you say something?”

“Luther,” the image of Rebecca slapping Artur kept playing in Artur’s mind, “this woman is stupidly brave, and I like it.”