Christopher was seething with rage at Jacob’s intentional sarcasm!


    He had asionally stumbled upon such stories on various online news sites. In fact, he admitted to having envisioned a simr scenario in his mind. He imagined that one day, when he became incredibly wealthy, he might run into a young and attractive woman who would dere she was done with work. He would simply send her an address and invite her over…


    Of course, that was merely a fantasy. He had never possessed the courage or the means to bring such a dream to life.


    However, when Jacob spoke about his wife in that manner, a strikingly vivid image shed through Christopher’s mind!


    In this imagined scene, a young man was nestled against his wife’s embrace, sweetly calling her name…<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Christopher felt a wave of agitation wash over him, questioning how many times his wife had betrayed him. He stomped in fury and shouted, “Jacob, don’t you dare mock my wife! Your own wife isn’t any better! You should be grateful you’re poor; otherwise, ine would have a dozen toyboys on her payroll!”


    Just then, Jacob’s bedroom door swung open. ine stormed out, pointing an usatory finger at Christopher and yelling, “You bastard! Your wife ran off, so why are you here causing trouble? How dare you insult me? Just take a look at yourself, you pathetic old fool!”


    Upon seeing ine, Christopher demanded sharply, “ine! Have you seen Hannah or not?!”


    “I told you I haven’t seen her! You’re so annoying! I’ve already said that Hannah eloped with her toyboy, taking all your money with her! Whether you believe me or not is up to you!”


    “You im she cheated on me with a toyboy. Do you have any proof?”


    “Huh, your wife vanished along with the cash; what kind of proof do you expect? If you’re so desperate for evidence, go look for it yourself! Why are you here?”


    Christopher was so infuriated that he felt his heart might explode. Lady Wilson interjected coolly, “That’s enough! Let’s go home now! Stop making a fool of yourself!”<fnc81f> Content originallyes from f?ndnovel</fnc81f>


    With a venomous re, Christopher pointed at ine and dered, “You vixen, just wait! I’lle after you!”


    ine spat at him and retorted, “Come if you want, but soon enough, you’ll be broke and unable to afford even a decent meal! You’ll starve to death, you bastard!”


    With that, ine mmed the door shut in their faces.


    Christopher was furious, but he was too intimidated to confront them again, fearing that Charlie would strike him once more. He could only leave, feeling defeated, alongside Lady Wilson.


    As they reached the gate, Lady Wilson issued a chilling warning, “You have three days—find Hannah or bring me the money. If you fail, don’t bothering home!”


    With that, she stormed off, leaving Christopher utterly devastated.


    The world felt impossibly vast, making the search for Hannah seem like an impossible task!


    With no other options, he decided to visit Hannah’s family first.


    After Christopher departed, ine felt a slight lift in her spirits.


    Jacob, unaware of the day’s events, believed the tale of Hannah running away with the money was true. He chuckled, saying with glee, “Haha! No man is wise all the time! I bet Chris never saw thising! It’s hrious! Hahahaha!”


    Charlie observed ine quietly, impressed by her quick thinking. She had maintained her denial about seeing Hannah until the end and had even used Hannah of eloping with a toyboy. It took only a small effort from her to redirect Christopher’s focus entirely.


    Meanwhile, ine shot a bitter re at Charlie, wishing she could devour him with her eyes!


    It was all because of this loser that Linda and Hannah had squandered all their money. Now that she had lost the family’s savings, she was left wondering how she would hide the truth from Jacob!<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>