Chapter 487


    Wi sat in her room, dazed.


    Meanwhile, Yvette was snuggled into Chuck''s chest and asked, "Hubby, what have you been doing


    recently?"


    Yvette had to inform Chuck about the assassination.


    Hearing such a questioning from her, Chuck started to tell her about what had transpired


    recently with the Champ Family, shocking Yvette. This meant that the Champ family was off her list


    of suspects. Then, who could it be?


    "Hubby, there''s no easy way to put this but, you''re in danger. I need to follow you around to make


    sure you''re safe," Yvette told him with a solemn tone. She had no idea who it was that wanted


    Chuck killed.


    "Follow me around?" Chuck questioned. He was d to hear that Yvette would be around him more


    often now, but wouldn''t that be more dangerous for her?


    After all, ck Rose and Brayden were lying in wait, waiting for the right opportunity to kill him.


    "Yes," Yvette confirmed, looking at Chuck earnestly.


    She had to!


    Chuck was moved by that and couldn''t help whisper sweet nothings into her ear. Flushing, Yvette


    reprimanded softly, "Alright, I''m yours and yours only. I''ll do whatever you want me to do tonight,


    okay? You know I cannot give my all to you until we''ve settled the conflict between your mom and


    me, right? Could you wait until then?"


    She had to avenge her father''s death no matter what. It was unfortunate that Karen, her father''s


    murderer, was Chuck''s mother. Chuck was someone she had grown up with and it dreaded her to


    even think of hurting him. But she was in a dilemma.


    What should she do?


    Chuck hugged her closely as if sensing her thoughts. Of course, he knew how hard this was for her.


    That was why he had never officially gotten married to her all this while.


    He wanted to respect Yvette''s choices and not give her any additional pressure.


    Chuck let out a sigh as he thought about his uncertain future with Yvette.


    He was perplexed as well. He wanted both his mother and Yvette to not get hurt either way. But he


    knew it was impossible.


    He knew that it was a selfish thought but he couldn''t help himself.


    Both of them were silent for a while. Yvette did not want Chuck to be unhappy, so she whispered


    lowly, "Hubby, what do you need from me?"


    He merely looked at her and sighed.


    "I swear that before I do anything to your mom, I will let you know beforehand. I promise, okay?"


    she said gently.


    Of course, Chuck believed her. He sighed quietly and forced a smile at that.


    Seeing him smile, Yvette kissed him on the lips and said, "That''s what I like to see, Hubby."


    Yvette blushed as she gazed at him. Only he could make her behave like this. She could not be


    bothered to even nce at other men.


    Chuck hadn''t been with her for a long while now. Moreover, she was acting so submissive today. As


    long as he wanted, she would do anything for him.


    What more could he ask for when he had her for a wife?


    The night passed.


    The wafting scent of breakfast woke both of them up in the next morning. It seemed like Wi was


    making breakfast. Chuck felt blessedst night, thinking that his wife was the best.


    When both of them finally came out of their room, Wi saw their spirits were high and thought,


    "They must have had a good timest night."


    She felt glum sincest night but wasn''t the least tempted to act on any desires, although Chuck


    and Yvette were together.


    She couldn''t sleepst night so she had ended up watching movies. She usually read books


    whenever she got bored and trained after that. However, she never once felt that a night could be


    so hard to endure.


    Nevertheless, Wi only felt sad and did not have any other negative feelings like jealousy. Wi


    was someone who would not get envious of others nor do anything that would hurt anyone else''s


    rtionship just because it suited her. She wasn''t that kind of person.


    She was more inclined to bury the sadness deep in her heart and let it be.


    After they had finished eating breakfast, Wi cleaned up, maintaining her smile all the while. When


    she finally got back to the kitchen, leaving Chuck and Yvette''s presence behind, her eyes started to


    dim.


    At this moment, Yvette entered and greeted her, "Auntie Logan."


    She greeted Wi like how Chuck would.


    "Yvette, what''s the matter?" Wi asked, smiling slightly.


    Yvette closed the door of the kitchen and then looked at her. Wi was taken aback by that and put


    down the bowl in her hand, suddenly aware of the solemn tone the conversation was going to head


    towards. She questioned, "You''re not just here to visit, are you?"


    "You''re right, I''m not. I... received a job with a reward of 100 million dors," Yvette stated bluntly.


    Wi knew that she was an assassin, so she had no reason to hide this from her.


    "100 million dors? That sounds great. Hold on, who''s your target?" Wi asked, surprised.


    Yvette fell silent at that.


    Wi seemed to understand something from her silence and added, "It''s Chuck, isn''t it? Are you


    here to kill him? No, that''s absurd. You''re here to protect him, aren''t you?"


    Yvette nodded in affirmation.


    "So, someone is paying 100 million dors to kill Chucky? And you epted this mission?" Wi


    asked again.


    "Yes, I did," Yvette confirmed.


    There was a cold gleam in Wi''s eyes. She knew the rules of the assassin''s organization. It was


    inevitable that Yvette would not be able to get additional information on the client. But why was


    there someone out there paying such a low price to kill Chuck?


    100 million dors for his life was too low.


    Just then, Wi seemed to realize something and asked, "So you''ve basically broken the assassin''s


    rules, right?"


    "My husband is more important than anything else," Yvette replied firmly.


    Wi looked at Yvette again and felt a little relieved. At the very least, even if Yvette had a grudge


    against Karen, she still knew that Chuck was innocent.


    "I see," Wi answered. She would be more vignt now. However, she knew there was a time limit


    for Yvette to kill someone set by the organization. This meant that Chuck would be safe for now.


    They could focus on getting rid of ck Rose now.


    Yvette felt somewhat relieved also and said, "Auntie Logan, thank you for taking care of Chuck


    during this period."


    "You don''t have to thank me," Wi smiled as she replied.


    Once Yvette had left, Wi started to think about possible culprits but came up empty.


    In the next few days, Yvette and Chuck were still stuck together like glue. It was not untilst night


    when Wi finally fell asleep due to exhaustion. She dreamt of the kiss outside the bar and what


    would have happened if they had continued...


    ......


    Cheryl was stunned to receive a message from an unknown number. The stranger had sent her a


    smiley emoji and she was confused.


    Not a momentter, she received a series of photos. They were all of her!


    She was infuriated. She couldn''t believe Frieda!


    To give her a piece of her mind, she called Frieda angrily. The moment the line connected, Frieda


    laughed wickedly into her ear.


    "What do you want?" Cheryl bellowed. This was thest thing she had wanted to happen. Frieda


    had too many of her nudes and she even had a video...


    Cheryl had been ordering people to track Frieda for days, but she was never found. Her panic


    heightened when she thought about the photos being spread.


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    Cheryl was a nervous wreck right now.


    She knew Frieda was sending these pictures to taunt her, to ckmail her.


    "Why are you so mad, Cheryl? Don''t you think these photos look artistic? I sure think so! You have


    the most perfect figure. How do you maintain it? What do you eat?" Frieda mocked. However, she


    was genuinely envious of Cheryl''s figure.


    "You''re shameless! What do you want? Just tell me!" Cheryl yelled, outraged. How could someone


    take such photos of her? She regretted not strangling Frieda that day.


    "Oh, I don''t want anything. I just think it''s such a shame that only I got to admire your gorgeous


    figure. So, I decided I want to let more people admire it as well, like those from the Four Greatest


    Households. What do you think about that?" Frieda sneered.


    "Revenge is too sweet," she thought gleefully.


    "How much money do you want?!" Cheryl roared.


    "Well, aren''t you generous? Since you''ve asked... I want one trillion dors!" Frieda said excitedly.


    "What?" Cheryl was fuming as she thought, "A trillion? How could Frieda say such a figure out


    loud?"


    Because of Chuck, many businesses under the Champ Family needed plenty of cash to pay off


    their debts. In the past, one trillion dors would have certainly been easy to take out. But under


    such circumstances, the Champ Family couldn''t afford to pay that sum now.


    How dare Frieda demand such an obscene amount of money! This woman was too ambitious!


    "Why do you sound so angry? How frightening! Now that you''ve done it, I''m going to spread your


    photos around to teach you a lesson. I''m sure many would appreciate them..." Frieda snickered out


    loud.