Chapter 552 Why Does Your Mouth Smell Like Shit Today?
Chapter 552 Why Does Your Mouth Smell Like Shit Today?
Casey was trembling with rage.
Looking at the woman's coy behavior, she could already guess most of the situation.
Despite being furious enough to lose her temper, Robin was right there beside her, so the had to the to keep her emotions in check.
She feared that if she lost control in a fit of anger, she would ruin the image of a refined, intellectual
woman.
She clenched her fists, trying to keep her anger in check, and gave Robin an awkward smile. "Mr. Ramey, there seems to be some misunderstanding... Hehe, perhaps... Her husband and mine share the same
name.
"I'll just call and ask Brad."
Robin nodded. "Go ahead."
Watching Casey make the call, Robin could tell this wasn't some misunderstanding at all. It was the truth
Robin looked up at the woman causing a scene and shook his head.
It seems that today, the vice president of the Harmonfield Chamber of Commerce will have to be replaced Casey finally got through to Brad.
As soon as the call connected, the woman's phone was abruptly disconnected.
This was enough proof. Casey and that woman had been calling the same person.
"Brad, where are you right now?" Casey asked, her voice carefully controlled.
On the other end, Brad immediately responded with a sweet tone, "Honey. I'm at the Chamber of
me?" Commerce, busy with some things. Why are you calling me so early? Are you missing
Casey listened to his voice, and it sounded like the same environment around her
She glanced up and out toward the crowd.
A sleek Mercedes was parked near the edge of the square.
The license plate was exactly the same as her husband Brad's!
Dmn it, you b"stard! You're out here keeping a mistress!!
"Brad, are you really at the Chamber of Commerce? It sounds like you're outside, in the square."
Brad shifted his overweight body and got out of the car, four bodyguards trailing behind him.
He hurried toward the square, speaking on the phone as he went.
Chapter 552 Why Does Your Mouth Smell Like Shit Today?
Chapter 552 Why Does Your Mouth Smell Like Shit Today?
Casey was trembling with tage.
Looking at the woman's coy behavior, she could already guess most of the situation.
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Despite being furious enough to lose her temper, Robin was right there beside her, so she had to fight to keep her emotions in check.
She feared that if she lost control in a fit of anger, she would ruin the image of a refined, intellectual
Woman.
She clenched her fists, trying to keep her anger in check, and gave Robin an awkward smile. "Mr. Ramsey. there seems to be some misunderstanding... Hehe, perhaps... Her husband and mine share the same
name.
I'll just call and ask Brad."
Robin nodded. "Go ahead."
Watching Casey make the call, Robin could tell this wasn't some misunderstanding at all. It was the truth.
Robin looked up at the woman causing a scene and shook his head.
It seems that today, the vice president of the Harmonfield Chamber of Commerce will have to be replaced.
Casey finally got through to Brad.
As soon as the call connected, the woman's phone was abruptly disconnected.
This was enough proof. Casey and that woman had been calling the same person.
"Brad, where are you right now?" Casey asked, her voice carefully controlled.
On the other end, Brad immediately responded with a sweet tone, "Honey, I'm at the Chamber of Commerce, busy with some things. Why are you calling me so early? Are you missing me?" Casey listened to his voice, and it sounded like the same environment around her.
She glanced up and out toward the crowd.
A sleek Mercedes was parked near the edge of the square.noveldrama
The license plate was exactly the same as her husband Brad's!!
D"mn it, you b"stard! You're out here keeping a mistress?!
"Brad, are you really at the Chamber of Commerce? It sounds like you're outside, in the square."
Brad shifted his overweight body and got out of the car, four bodyguards trailing behind him.
He hurried toward the square, speaking on the phone as he went.
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"Oh, Honey, some people from the Chamber of Commerce are here. They're discussing plans for a shopping mall in Harmonfield."
Casey watched as Brad jogged closer. "Is that so? You're not lying to me, are you?"
"Honey, how could I lie to you? You must have misunderstood. I've got to go now. I'm tied up with work."
At that moment, a murderous rage flashed in Casey's eyes. "Fine, we'll talk later!"
There was a brief hesitation on the other end. "Yes, oh by the way, you mentioned you were bringing over a relative of Mr. Ramsey's today. Don't worry, I've already handled the paperwork. She just needs to come in and sign it. I'll hang up now. I'm swamped here." Casey took a deep breath. "Alright, we'll talk in person.
After hanging up, she turned her gaze toward Brad, who was panting and running toward her.
She fought to keep her rage from erupting like a volcano.
Turning to Robin, she forced a dry smile. "Mr. Ramsey, sorry about that."
Robin nodded. "No worries, take care of your family matters first."
Just then, a commotion erupted from the crowd outside.
Brad awkwardly made his way over to the woman walking her dog, his short, fat frame hustling toward her.
As he got closer, he even paused to smooth down the two sparse strands of hair on his head.
With a dramatic flourish, he asked, "Stella, sweetheart, what happened?"
The woman sitting on the ground, Stella Burns, looked up at him with tear-filled eyes,
""Hubby, I've been mistreated."
Brad rolled and crawled to Stella, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her on the mouth tenderly. "Baby, I'm here, don't worry about anything! Wait... Why does your mouth smell like shit?"
Stella patted his fat head in exasperation. "You fool! Your dog ate shit, and when I kissed it, all of it ended up on my lips. What do you think?"
Brad turned to the two little dogs, playfully tapping them on the head. "Kids, don't eat shit anymore! Look at what you did to your mom's mouth! Little troublemakers!"
Casey watched the scene in disgust, almost gagging.
"Godd*mn it, Brad, you're nothing but trash, only deserve to eat shit!"
Stella pointed at Casey, about to speak, but before she could, Casey had already stormed up to them and kicked Brad squarely in his fat butt.
"Ouch!" Brad fell face-first onto the ground.
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The four bodyguards stood frozen, their faces turning pale with shock.
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Brad had no idea who kicked him, but he pointed at the four bodyguards and yelled, "Who the hell was that? Get her!"
The bodyguards, panic-stricken, quickly responded. "Mr. Yale, it... it was Madam!"
"Madam? Which Madam?" Brad fumed, his anger boiling over. "To hell with it, I don't care who she is!"
Casey, unbothered, stepped forward and gave Brad and her hard kick to his butt. "What the hell, Brad? Do you want to die?"
Stella, seeing Casey kick Brad, exploded in fury. "Why are you hitting my husband?"
It was then that Brad realized his wife, Casey, was standing right in front of him.
The harsh sunlight hit his eyes, making them sting. "Honey, this must be an illusion, right?"
Casey'slapped him hard across the face. "To hell with your illusion'! It's me, idiot!"
Without a second thought, Casey threw another slap across his fat face, completely disregarding her image as she continued to strike him.
Stella grabbed Brad's arm in a panic. "Hubby, this woman's lost her mind!"
Brad, in a fit of rage, slapped Stella across the face. To hell with you! You're the one who's crazy! She's my
wife!"
With a heavy thud, Brad fell to the ground before Casey. "Honey, please forgive me!
"It's this woman who's been pestering me-she tricked me, blackmailed me. I had no choice... I kept her in this villa because I was afraid you'd find out."
"Spent millions on a villa for her just to keep me in the dark?!" Casey shouted. "If you'd told me she was pestering you, I would've turned her into a corpse by now!
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"Brad, can you at least make your lies sound a little more convincing? She's calling you 'hubby, and you're still trying to deceive me?
"Alright, that's it. I'm divorcing you today!
"You won't get a single penny of the assets!"
Brad-crawled in front of Casey, desperate. "Honey, please, forgive me just this once!"
Stella was stunned. She grabbed Brad, pulling him back. "What are you begging her for? She's just a woman trying to cause trouble. What can she do?"
Brad kicked Stella hard. "To hell with you! You're calling the CEO of the Rivers' Windstorm Group a troublemaker?!"
At that moment, Brad's eyes locked on Robin, standing in the sunlight. A cold chill ran through him, his,
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body trembling with fear.
He glanced at the wound on Marrisa's leg
At that moment, he felt a murderous rage toward Stella
Grabbing a fistful of Stella's hair, he dragged her in front of Robin. "Apologize!
"Mr. Ramsey, this b*tch offended Marrisa. I'll make her a cripple right now!"
To prove his loyalty, he ran to the car, grabbed a metal pipe, and slammed it down onto Stella's leg
Robin smiled indifferently. "Ms. River, I won't get involved in your family matters. I'll take Marrisa to get her wound treated."