Not Again Mr Whitney

Chapter 23 Who’s The Bad Guy Now



Chapter 23 Who’s The Bad Guy Now

Calvin changed his shoes and noticed that the atmosphere was getting weird in the living room.

Then he looked at Vincent’s distorted face and he took Rita’s hint; he knew what was going on at once.

This son of bitch was telling lies again.

“Mother...”

The second he said that, Carrie threw the vase on the table at him.

“Don’t call me mother. I don’t have a son-in-law like you.”

Lewis was also furious, “Calvin, you’re a man. How could you hit your wife? You don’t know what kind

of woman Rita is? Who could you hurt her like that?”

Calvin was aware of this situation. Vincent must have told them that he knocked down the bottle in Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Rita’s hand.

That was because the water was drugged.

“Father, mother, let me explain.”

Carrie figured it out that Calvin must have been cheating thinking that Calvin was the one who brought

up divorce and he dared to hit her daughter today.

After all these years, she let a snake live in under her roof.

“I’m gonna kill you! You bastard!”

Calvin couldn’t hit her back and didn’t want to let her hit him either. So he had to avoid her.

The living room was in a chaos.

Then, they heard someone roaring with anger, “Are you trying to kill me?”

Lewis looked back and found out it was Mrs. Houston, who was trembling out of wrath.

“Mom, why did you get out of bed?”

Lewis came forward to hold her arms but got pushed away.

“Can you stop fighting and just live in peace? If you can’t make this work, then just go your separate

ways. You took me here from my second child’s home just to make me live in a chaos?”

Hearing that, Carrie had to stop chasing after Calvin.

Vincent held Mrs. Houston and got her seated.

“Grandma, don’t get upset. You can’t blame Auntie because nobody can take this. How could a mother

ignore the fact that her own daughter was physically abused?”

Mrs. Houston glared at them and yelled, “Rita was hurt? Who did that?”

“Who else could do something like that? The great son-in-law of the Houston family.”

Mrs. Houston went ahead with her walking stick and pointed at Calvin.

“You bastard. What did we do wrong to you? It’s okay that you never thought of repaying our kindness.

How dare you hurt my precious grandchild? I...I...”

Mrs. Houston nearly fainted and Lewis hurriedly patted on her back to comfort her.

Vincent pulled a long face and said, “Calvin, why are you still standing there? Come and apologize to

Mrs. Houston.”

Calvin went to Rita and asked, “Rita, does it still hurt?”

Rita looked away. It was a little too late to say that.

Vincent was irritated that Calvin ignored him. He walked straight to him and grabbed Calvin’s arm.

“I said, apologize to Mrs. Houston. Get down on your knees and beg for her forgiveness,”

Calvin threw away his hand and nearly flipped Vincent over.

Carrie glared at him, “You loser. Hitting Rita isn’t enough for you? You want to hurt Vincent too? Vincent

just helped us get the contract. He is the hero to our family. Apologize right now!”

Vincent stood straight and gave Calvin a cocky look.

“Auntie, I don’t care whether he apologize or not. I don’t care about what he says. After all, he is my

brother-in-law. But based on the way he treats his family, he definitely messes around out there. I

deeply care about our family. Calvin, you really need to apologize this time.”

Betty was also helping her husband, “Vincent has helped you a lot and this is your way of treating him?

You don’t want his help ever again?’

Everyone targeted at Calvin. But he just said coldly, “First of all, I just nudged him a little. He was too

weak. As for the reason why he was so vulnerable, you can ask him yourself.”

Vincent was startled, “What...what are you talking about? I’m not weak.”

Calvin ignored him, “Secondly, I never asked him to help. I can do this without him.”

Betty snorted, “Auntie, you heard that? Your son-in-law is really good at bragging. If you are capable of

getting it done, Vincent wouldn’t have to be so exhausted. You’d better apologize now or we’ll never

help you again.”

“Apologize!” Carrie pointed her finger at him.

Lewis was also mad at him, “Calvin, you’ve crossed a line this time. I have to take his side.”

Calvin looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Rita.

Rita bit her lips and then looked up at Calvin, “You should apologize to Vincent. He has done what you

should’ve done in the first place.”

Calvin suddenly laughed, “Really? You want the contract? I’ve got one too.”

Calvin took out the contract and tossed it on the table.

Carrie took a look puzzledly and then froze.

“It really is the contract of medical cooperation.”

Vincent was shocked, “No way. Chelston Healthcare would never sign a contract with you. This must

be fake.”

Vincent opened this contract. When he saw the stamp at the end, he burst out laughing.

“I was wondering how you got this contract. Turned out you forged one to fool us.”

Carrie grabbed the contract and asked, “Fake? That seems impossible. This looks like a real deal.”

“Auntie, look at the stamp. This contract is between us and Chelston Healthcare. Why would the stamp

be Chelston Bentley? Hahaha, this is hilarious.”

Betty came forward and looked at it. It read Chelston Bentley indeed and she was also laughing hard,

“Come on, if you’re gonna lie, try and do better! This is too fake! You think we’re dumb? You’re such a

loser and everything you do is a joke.”

Rita was deeply disappointed. When Calvin took out the contract, she was actually quite thrilled and

moved. She thought he really did it and he wasn’t that bad. She didn’t even think about whether it could

be a fake one or not.

But Vincent’s words vanished all her hopes.

He was still the same. He always did something like this.

Calvin suddenly smiled at Rita with tears in his eyes.

Even if everyone pointed fingers at me, he wouldn’t care at all.

He only cared about what she thought.

He had already proved that he wasn’t a loser. Why couldn’t she just trust him for once

Never mind. He had got used to this. Only time would prove him right.

Rita was stunned. Her heart hurt a little when Calvin smiled at her like that.

What happened? Did she really wrong him?

Why did she never know that his eyes were so sincere and sad?

Rita was about to say something and then Calvin turned around, looking serious.

He looked at Vincent, “You did give up a lot for this but I can’t say thanks to you.”

Vincent narrowed his eyes and wanted to say something. But all of a sudden, he got kicked on his belly

hard.

He was tossed meters away and then thrown to the wall.

Carrie didn’t expect him to use violence and her eyes were wide open out of shock.

“You...you’re gonna kill him in front of everyone? Call the police!”

Rita ran over and stopped her, “Mom, don’t call the police. He’s your son-in-law.”

“I don’t have a son-in-law like him! Call the cops!”

Betty held Vincent up and she ran to Calvin, “You dare to hurt my husband! I’m gonna kill you!”

She rushed over. Then Calvin abruptly took out his phone and pressed it.

“Mr. Bradford, there are only the two of us in the room. Could you just tell me what you need?”

“One hundred thousand dollars, and Miss Houston.”

“Of course we can offer you one hundred thousand, but Rita...”

“Actually, it’s not that hard...”

“Miss Houston must be quite thirsty. You let her drink this water and just leave the rest to me...”

“...”

“Mr. Bradford, don’t get mad. Wait before I finish. I mean, can you also let me...”

“You bastard. You just said you don’t like her that way. Keep faking it.”

“Not anymore. There’s no need to hide in front of you, right? I’ve actually wanted to sleep with her for a

long time. Every time I see her, I just wanna hold her down and...”

There was only silence in the living room. Betty covered her mouth with her eyes filled with shock. She

could never believe that her husband would ever do things like that.

Carrie was so frightened that she fell onto the couch.

Rita’s eyes shimmered with wrath.


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