Chapter850ARudeWife


    How could a woman from a rural area, carning only a little over three thousand a month, afford to pay


    two hundred thousand? Furthermore, how could she have the connections to arrange for her son to


    study abroad?


    Perhaps realizing that his lie was falling apart, Mr. Whitlock quickly implicated Heather and Mr. Zeller.


    “They’re conspiring! Heather and this Mr. Zeller are in cahoots! It’s them!


    “I don’t know this youngdy.” Mr. Zeller crossed his arms, leaning against a distant pir, calmly


    observing Mr. Whitlock’s performance. “Mr. Whitlock, you took our money. Why are you trying to shift


    the me onto others? Ms. Weiss will be displeased if she hears this. Then, your son will lose his


    chance to study abroad.”


    Mr. Whitlock froze. He looked at Mr. Zeller before turning to Cherise again. “Cherise, I can exin…”


    Cherise couldn’t be bothered with him. She helped Heather to her feet, saying, “If anything happens to


    Heather, I will hold your entire family responsible!”


    After saying that, Cherise immediately grabbed Heather and left the room. By now, Heather’s face was


    red and swollen.


    Once Cherise left, Mr. Zeller continued to lean against a pir and looked at Mr. Whitlock with disdain.


    “What’s Cherise’s background? Why did you suddenly turn against us and use another youngdy as a


    scapegoat?”


    Mr. Whitlock rolled his eyes and looked at Mr. Zeller as if he were stupid. “Don’t you investigate a


    person’s identity before you set them up? When you brought up Mr. Lenoir and Ms. Weiss having lunch


    together, I thought it meant you had won over Mr. Lenoir. You almost ruined me!”


    Mr. Whitlock took a deep breath. He felt a chill as he recalled what had just happened. He foolishly


    thought these people had driven a wedge between Damien and Cherise. That was why he dared to


    nder Cherise.


    But in reality…


    While Mr. Zeller and Mr. Whitlock were talking, someone knocked on the door and opened it. It was


    Damien in a ck suit and a woman in a long white dress.


    “Mr. Whitlock.” Damien looked at Mr. Whitlock indifferently. “I’m here to pick up my wife.”


    Mr. Whitlock was stunned before exining quickly, “Um… a colleague got injured just now, so Dr.


    Shaw took her to the hospital.”


    After saying that, he looked at Damien, trying to win some favor. “Dr. Shaw is truly a kind person.”


    Damien frowned. “She went to the hospital with a colleague?”


    Mr. Whitlock nodded, “Yes, a colleague got scalded…”


    “Hmm.” Standing beside Damien, Ynda interrupted Mr. Whitlock before he could finish speaking,


    “Why is Mrs. Lenoir like this? She told Mr. Lenoir to pick her up with me, but when we arrived, she left


    without greeting us.”


    After saying that, Ynda turned to Damien indignantly. “Is your wife always this rude?”


    “My wife must have had an emergency. You However, Damien looked at Ynda haven’t met her or


    understood the situation, yet you rashly use her of being rude. Did the Weiss family teach you to


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    nder others this way?”


    Ynda did not expect Damien to admonish her. Her expression was torn between shock and


    embarrassment. She did not know what to say.


    Ultimately, Mr. Zeller came to her rescue. “Ynda may not be aware of the situation. Her upbringing


    taught her to think that people who break their promises are rude. We can’t me her for thinking this


    way, can we?”